Sundazzles enormous stretch across the surface
Of the Charles River, informing ripples
From the sun through space directly splashing
Upon the water of my eye to the depths
Of this woven candle, this riverring starstuff.
We are the ones learning now, we living
Blood of the spirit, ancestors of the moment,
Brainvessels beating an experience into time
Of this light, and this river, this meeting
As in the wind over the ledge of Weeks Bridge
We brace our bodies against eternity.