Without Reason

[Guest guest]

Until the end of all ends,

And any means to an end,

I am Yours,

And You are mine,

We who traversed all universes to be here now,

Find the humanitarian wealth in an innocent touch,

The blush of a passionate kiss,

We who have carved a path into a singing mountain

Fashioned a golden sunrise,

The moon is heavy, the air is light,

We resemble nothing if not Love now

From these pure moments

We give birth to Words.

Speak only our One truth:

Words we feed one another across the fire in a mountain lake,

These fires reach the hells below and the seventh

Level of heavens above,

These fires burn through our singular hearts,

Create an altered reality

Here only the wings of a snow white dove fly

Suspended in the Ajna Chakra,

Where we two have become One,

And the wounds of a gazelle are the crimson spots on gossamer lion wings

As he folds them in for the night,

Yawning a new day.

 

Love makes no apologies.

Love gives no reason for being.

 

 

YIL,

Ana

 

7/9/06