The night is never silent
but in silence I had waited
until there you were
a full Moon against
the drench of nightfall-

carrying memories of midday
where once our shadows had dripped
from our walking, dancing
behind us during the full Sun-

What it is to be held by You
Light within the black sheen
heat and closeness pouring
into infinite distance,

the sky a tapestry woven
from stars expired
and our bodies such smallness
burning the fractured light
of this mortal life,

yet even the wind is broken open
by the space of our skin-

So tenderly you enter our Heart

One solitary tear falling
from the Eye of God,
where All of life is offered


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