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Tennessee Horizon
I am a little bit in love with everyone, including you
and this Tennessee horizon will no let me go.
Who is the giver of names for the things we most cherish?
In the dawn light I can’t see you clearly enough
to know whether you are crying or maybe that’s the rain.
It’s raining in everything I write.
I could take shelter in you, if only time is a circle
and I’ll have this all to do again.
Tennessee is a terrible beauty and you are a fleeting gift.
Whosoever has cause why this couple should not be joined,
let him speak now. I loved you in the dim and bright,
in the thick silences and the sticky-sweet mornings.
Sailors always knew the world was round
because ships disappeared over the horizon.
That’s how I knew it was time to go.
I’m still a little bit in love with you and with Tennessee
and with this dawn light and with this rain.
If you let me go, I’ll come back to you
because time is a circle
and the world is round.
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