Didn't I say the sun would cross the sky Like a burning stone And, like a burnt stone, fall in the evening To light the pathway Of the huge red stone of the moon rising For our eyes only? Didn't I say the moon would fade and leave us Pale as our faces Here at the end of night as we lie together Under the drifting snow? Didn't I say all snow would turn to water, Each drop a flower, That the sun would rise as molten as always In time with birdsong By the light of our moving arms in the morning? My love, listen and learn Once more how I did all this by the power Of your heart and my heart. How could the sky and these falling star-lit leaves Catch fire without us?
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