Poem: Two Explorers
And we breathe into
the belly of the world
I hold your hand
And you hold mine.
Engulfed by the symbols
that will take an eternity to decipher
Into the blur
of a fuzzy ethereal void.
My soul floats
watching, observing
of form,
of no form.
Unimaginable, undescribable,
ineffable being within beings.
You squeeze me tight
I watch you from a distance
My hand, oh my hand!
I breathe, into this body mass
of solid beauty.
You emerge, and I emerge
back into one
with the world
that we dance in together.
Hold me, my love
as we speed into a thousand light-years
towards the end that is also
the beginning.
“Release form” — you say
as we jettison together
two explorers
on a new frontier
where God shall meet us
as we knock on
the door
of mystery,
and magic — and the unknown.
In this life, we may be many
but in the eternal time
we are one.
