On the occasion of our wedding anniversary in the year of the waning gibbous moon
Did you ever imagine us growing old together?
Our edges frayed
so far from youth
the way we were
is almost two other people
And here we are
grown together like saguaro and palo verde
we are the centuries
shorn up by loose soil
You and me
Inextricable
Now I understand why the ancients
see people in nature
faces in rocks
beings in the star patterns
Over the eons of being united, we become what we were not
That is, one for all time
For Robert