The scented dark is silent. Sleep Creeps tentatively on, with furtive tread, Delays, and baffled vanishes. A whisper lip with lip and breath with breath. The warmer dark glows With a searching and seeking Through a starlit yearning universe Awaiting light and seeing, Warmth and kindling touch Of equal opposites, Of dual wholeness and of symmetry, Completed. The questing touch The fluttering hand Rhythm of heartbeat- Searching be beautiful Seeking be sweet Seal of all wanting Be bitterly won. Wine of two pulses. Be heady with joy. Questing, Still seeking, Hesitant, half man, Space, swirling, empty But seeking, attempting, Tentative cosmos Seeking warmth and light, Effortful, incomplete. But now the glowing dark yields light Constraint to darkness fades in glory Starlight sings in harmony to searching ended. Swift the transformation- Quest, Then ice to ivory, Ivory to fire- Now in the dark no longer dark but bright A splintered inert universe, alive, alight, The blazing glory of a million suns.
