What is this madness?
19 August 2015
I wake before dawn
Having slept at its onset
Verily refreshed
If you are handler
Let my body be handles
That you may hold me
Thoughts of you suffuse
My very core as they light
Every handle’s fires
I became candle
That you may see in the dark
During your journeys
I became your feet
That I may lift your being
To the highest states
Elevated, free
You trod upon me never
We flew in heavens
Like your cloak of skies
I sleep with your sweet setting
Within me you rise
The suns wilting, skulk
At this radiance of you
As your soul unfolds
The moon unabashed
Held mirror to your image
And stole your silver
Sun and moon conspired
In wake of your glorious light
To cast you shadows
What is this madness
That day is night, night is day
And you stay the One?
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