something in a smile reveals to the world
truth, beauty—life: the makings of a word,
one sung proud and aloud and honest through
the days and the nights as they come to you.
they say souls meet each other in the sky
before they do on earth, good eye to eye—
by what else would they mark each other, then,
than by that brightness they see only when
nearer to each other they so become,
as does the moon follow close the good sun.