Poo sticks

As we stood and dropped a stick
our vision's cast, were all upstream  
the currents swirl, and fickle twist  
to hold on, and trap todays moonbeams  
  
The diamond' s glitter in the dark  
 greener grass, so near, so far  
and lay foundations for the arch  
to tread the arc towards your heart  
   
In the wash, the eddies writhe  
perfection, its reflection skewed  
and destinies may be disguised  
the evermore, or just the interlude  
   
But in the water as it swept  
to be both items in one boat  
just time to pause, and so reflect  
withstand the turbulence and float  
   
The head or heart, which will command  
overcome, and sink into the depths    
waterlogged, together swimming hand in hand  
 a passage short but so complex