She stays with me in the dark,
Until I drift.  
She’s there when I land,
Tangled in my bed,
A solitary shift.  
To rise,
To shake off the chill,
To assert my will,
To never give in or give up.  

I’ll make one more stand, fighting forth,
Moving out into the world,
Treading the path again.  

Ever still in my mind,
Her image firm above my aim,
She guides me through my pain.  
She speaks to me from within,
A whisper of delight;
Alight, sweetened words
Of unquenched desire.  
My pain and my joy,
Through fire and rebirth,
Beyond far horizons

I stray….

Still, I go on.  

Still she tempts me on:  
Over expanse of waves,
Of white peaks,
Of green forests,
Of hot sand….
Where I see her face and
Enter her wilderness.  

I go to her, seeking the comfort
Of her arms around.  
Her breath takes,
Her voice quakes,
Until vibrations crashing –-
My heart splashing –
Loudly in my ears…  

A place of fire and earth,
Between our dark core and
Brilliant corona,
There scatters arcs of light,
Heavenward into air.  
The liquid of our selves
Flow out into rivers of diamond tears
And precious oils.
Holding on to her,
Speaking her name,
Waiting for the force to ebb,
To flow…

I don’t know what my journey will bring.  
I don’t know when my sight will return.  
I only know I must face up
The troubled terrain,
To break my self upon the road.  

To know my soul has a safe home,
My heart has a singular name,
My life has a surging wind,
And my love is its strong sail.  

And I know the breath of God will blow,
And blow on….

Still, she tempts me on.