Can’t Fail to Fall

The lengths of days again do shrink.
The key word is again. The world
Of pattern lurks in each again,

And yet, you can’t say what again
Is, since it always contains change.
It’s not exactly what happens.

You never fall the same way twice,
But you do keep falling. The falls
Feel familiar in the river

Remaining in going again.
Maybe even nothing begins
Again and again. You need words

To state that words are weak. You need
Language to say what language can’t.