Speak to Me

I'm listening.....

Come,
sit with me…

Here beneath the stars,
against the mighty trunk
of this ancient tree…

Weave the wind from words,
that its leaves may dance
in the still of this moonless night…

Describe to me
darkness deep,
shades of black unknown,
between the hum of lonely stars,
longing for the stone…

Speak to me
of curvature…
And the myth of the straight line…
Of layered law spiraling,
spinning sinuous webs,
enveloping eternity
in search of its own beginings…

Tell me
of the breathless breath,
of he who inhales all of creation
to exhale light through weakened holes
in the thinning fabric of the void…
Calling endlesssly
across the deep
in search of loves voice,
and hearing only echoes…

And I will Listen
with skyward gaze,
enwrapped in silence
at the quiet of your words
and stillness of your song,
as one by one,
the musicians leave the stage.

Until… but one violin remains,
sustaining a single note without end,
in the key of worlds…

Come sit,
tell me again,
just once more,
before the moon makes fools of the stars…
...Tell me the tale of you...

6/19/10…Realms...........