I Know You, Sister

I know you, sister.
You're the one
who runs and runs.

And you as well,
mountain woman,
you speak the tongue;

your daughter is
the weightless one.
White witch, bright queen,

I too have held
a box of stones
and called it gold.

Blue dreamer,
wife of mist,
I've slept your sleep,

I've kissed your kiss.
Man of blindness,
man in the moon.

Alas, alas. I am you too.

(first published in The Lyric)