Keep up your talk—
There is no need for silence now.
I am content to listen, and watch you now.
Your voice stops while you walk.
You move about,
And toss back from your brow
The lock that always falls across your brow.
Your grin is tinged with doubt.
Einstein and art
And ranching—it goes on somehow.
Don’t stop, or it will be too much somehow,
And you will hear my heart.