At Day's End

At day’s end

The river reaches the sea

And not until then.

At day’s end

River and sea amass with the sun

In a conflagration of fire and water

In a tremulous swell that hovers, vibrates-

In a tremulous swell that wavers and hesitates-

In a tremulous swell that can no more linger-

In a tremulous swell that can only take wing

At sunset as the edge of waves roseate and gold

Begin to darken

Here memory captures the substance of the day

Which is written deep in the core of the subconscious,
Which is written in the clouds. 

Time and water, a vagrant team

Roll out their beds of waves

Calling the shore home

As the world becomes deeply quiet

At the outskirts of twilight

The sky breathes out a retrospective of clouds

That streak across the face of the waters,

A mirror of the heavens

As the moon rises

You enter the stillness,
Enter the point where the river meets the sea ,
Where all the currents of memory join.