One led you to the field in the Summer
to stand beneath the Pleiades. 
 
The other read her daily horoscope, 
denied how the Sun ruled her.
 
Both looked to the stars before they
found each other. 
 
Now you speak to air, sing to the sky, 
to an understanding they are close
despite the impossibility 
they raised you and now
they’re both gone from this plane.