First Night

may light surround you
                                       for my son david

once you ran the length of a basketball court, dribbled, passed the ball, waited for an open basket just the way you learned to do when you played at the end of our street the same street you learned to ride a two wheel bike years before you took your first long bike ride from home to cape cod and years before you rode thousands of miles in lands across the ocean 

you hiked in the jungle and canoed on rivers with serpent shaped eels 

you ran mountain marathons in colorado 

now you hold the wind in your memory