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.
