My words were fading from me as the light diminished
Reduced to thought encapsulated within the living organ that played and played night and day
Day and night I called out within myself for love to match the hunger of my starving world
The collapse of childhood, the rising from the ashes
Tell me now, where is the fire, where has it gone?
The heat dissipating into my darkness and I was frozen again within memory - but somehow embedded within sun and moon and sky
What had changed me? Who was it who had called out from beyond me? What was their name? How did they know me?
The protective film covering my heart pierced by love’s many losses, as I was swept away by sorrow’s undercurrent to another place
O far shore, in the waters my shoulders shed the burden of the years, as I coated my own heart - for you, this time
Gift wrapped, shielded from the war raging at battle’s edge
It is for you, my darling – O how you dazzled me
It was such a sudden appearing within the inner sanctum
God and man in colour, contour and content to peel away the concrete forms of day
Encoding the silence of the present moment in which formation advances upwards
And downwards I cast my bread upon the waters of my consciousness
Downwards I fell, staying so still upon the stone, eyes closed – only listening left
Who comes? For whom am I awaiting in this solitary place?
Footfalls longed for - such measured steps, I hardly dare look up
Lifted up, taken in, as I receive a piece of the mystery within the circle of your gaze
And beholding and beheld - O how you wounded me, but I was wounded already – so far from complete
Beloved, thinking on in swift movements of the hand – dreaming still
The first light of the first day has dawned upon the firstborn as I whisper - I will