Certain People
Kathleen Novak
i have more to faith in rivers
that
blast against the rocks strong
moving
and
alive
than
frailing streams
or
lakes
that
never change
often
i
see you in fields
with
their tide billowing
and
i imagine
you
may be the
ones to plant a road
that grows
without cement
i’d
lend you tools
i’d
trade you time
but for all i keep that’s believing
i
would give
and
i would give
and
if
this
is the first time we’ve met
i
can be no less glad
i
think i feel
again
we’ll
meet on a moon
someday
a
star and hello then
hello