from here to there

if there were ways
to be wise about these things
i would be wise

if there were ways
to know beyond all doubt
i would smile assured

but there are no rules where we are
where life is web thin
where instincts overrule
and wisdom is silent
because we are beyond
the world we know with our eyes

there is only this love with you
nothing smart or certain
no good reason to hold on
except for what i feel
when i make you laugh
or delight you out of my own delight
then the music comes up inside
and the dusky light softens and bends
around the steps on the front porch
where i sit with you in another time
we are rare fine...we are far...

and although we are nothing more
than a shared smile in a conversation
at the end of this day
we are real
and we are there
in a room in the sky
on a gossamer afternoon
in november