Fifth Night

Seek the Light
                        for my son david

when the sky darkens find the shaft
of moonlight in the crook of a tree
when words appear to lose strength
listen to water grapple with wind
listen to the rattle of leaves
when taking one footstep after another
think of an ascent up a mountain
from one camp to the next,
resting, moving on to a place
fixed in your mind
when the light moves too far away
sing it back, shout for its return—
then take one more step