Fire in Stone

Reality is not some
distant mystical mystery.

Reality is.

Lovers have heard this
explained before--

have heard how
every wave shares
its Essence with
the Ocean.

But lovers are not
concerned with

transcendental Essence alone.
Lovers throw their own little love
into the arms of

lightning

as its flashing
cleaves
mountains.

Lovers are not bound to
what is either fleeting

or

invisible.

Lovers love to touch
and be by
tasting
fire
in stone.

Intellectus

What kind of
dreamed of
hand has
a thumb and
then

another thumb?

This is like
the moon being

shadowed by

another moon when

one moon is
distance enough.

Any moon is

half in darkness

half in light--

borrowing from that
freely giving

shapelessly
illuminating
One.

(for Joanna)