Our greatest achievement lies yet in our next encounter
somewhere along this way, I’m told by the same, she advises you
as well, you know this as plain as I;
I tell you nothing new that’s not old,
ancient in fact though we sometimes get lost in our fictions,
twice-told and still surprised!
As many lights that night as there will be bells
from faraway hills, resonant peals of sound and sight
and indigo awash everywhere there is sky or earth or water.
© Chagall 2014
Alphabet City 