My Father told me

Talk of what you know

Don’t pretend to have the answers

Even if you think you do

Fold up your sheets and blankets

After you wake

It teaches you

To handle a woman with care

Don’t pray to other’s visions of you

Time will show who you are

So after my Father died

I saw his face in the moonlight

And heard his voice

In the silence of the dense woods

After I see him now

And before he talks

The hands of the moon

And the buzz of the night’s vigor

Hold me in His embrace

And I hear

What he remembered to tell me