Secondary Swan

You were my secondary bardo

All night, I dreamt like a dove

Woke up in a mirage of tomorrow

And now I'm seasoned as a swan

Only twice I dreamt of the low tide

But I couldn't see your eyes

Sang to you with the loving that was language

Silence retreated with a yawn

Into the space beyond the echoes

Where I can breathe with the dawn

Say goodnight to bring

About the dying light in my own device

Oh, sent my way, laughing doves full of sound

And then I woke to you laughing

It's what I’ve felt for so long

No more worries of tomorrow

In that time when we'll be so young

Say goodnight to bring about the dying light in my own device

Oh, sent our way, laughing our way back home

Oh, in seasons, I'm standing in the sea

wondering if secondary swan will come with me

Oh, my lady, she's coming back to me

And the weather from her eyes is my sorrow and my pride