See we are ancient already! We are marble
carved and sealed to fortressed stone
inseparable the way we aged together
and glistening in our polish
like one of your starry paintings.
Or an old rustic house
grown out as one toward the woodland.
We live in the same skin
shelter under each other’s locks.
I look out the window of your brilliant eyes
and see and give utterance for the world
eternally brand new!