where my soul goes

where my soul goes
you go with me
over acres of wild honey

behind sunlit flowers
I see you
where wild birds crease the water
cutting tracks
through the metallic shimmer
of fire

in the lace of new branches
I see you
in the hush of unfolding leaves
in the red violins
of the slanting sunset

I am no match for your absence
without the woven armor
of geese sailing
over evergreen shadows
and the shining chain mail
that the lake lifts
to cover my heart