For Art Bell and all other Widowers of Witches.

DAWN SONG(1990)

Waking to dreams of paradise,
        and candles in the sun,
Long after we had thought
        the fantasies were done.
The tracings on the memories
        of a night well-loved,
Melted wax and pastel flame,
         subtle tokens that remain,
Candles in the morning sun,
         a vision clearly seen,
The promise framed in sungilt lace,
         windows to Our Being.

Tiptoeing back into the World,
        to face another Day,
Knowing that we’ll meet again,
        when the sun falls in the Bay,
Dreaming that our heart’s will melt
        in the candle light,
Like the candle that you burn
        to see us thru the night.
              for Arturo, via Sage, from Ramona.