We Named Each and Every Thing

			
We wandered through the valley
We wandered the wood
We named each and every thing
And thought we understood
 
The birds, the trees, the flowers
The sky of opal blue
The river rambling softly
All of this we knew
 
Our words they flowed like water,
Our thoughts, pools amply fed,
We followed one another
Believing the other led
 
The desert stretched before us,
Our footsteps trailed behind
Our echos called us softly
And we with step and stride obliged
 
To the edge we wandered,
The swelling, blue abyss
Into its waters our gaze pored
And in reflections saw what we had missed
 
A tempest and a gyre
Above the infinite blue
The twig, the tree, the bower
Tempered by the sea-blue hue
 
What we saw we wrapped in silence,
Dammed the raging straits
That flowed from memory to desire
And filled our hearts with hate
 
That we had missed the missing,
That we had sought in vain,
That In our wandering and our strain