We spoke each other's name
into the late hours.
I, in voice, since Yours are
the Most Beautiful Names;
and You, in silence,
aptly naming my nothingness.
Until dawn
we went on like that,
my myriad questions
always answered by the same reply...
What silent wisdom! Truly:
"Knowledge is a single point."
I raised up my hands
and you held me with unseen Arms.
We danced until the stars
returned to the void.
I pray, and the words are Your own.
So, without power
to move or breath,
I close my eyes and open Yours...
...and watch
the stirrings of the Dawn.
