Sunset comes in the bright fire
of disappearing earth and atmosphere
meeting like lovers
like hushed voices
and loud laughter
fall, roll, tumble
in lovemaking and tenderness
cream skin caress
hot frantic need to
touch everything within you
heart, soul, mind, spirit, knowing
consumed in fire
the cool darkness holding
the heated promise of a new day
and an I love you vaster than time.
Meet me at sunset, my sweet Beloved,
at the portal of life becoming Divine.
There were a thousand lies on each side.
No one —
Won the war
Turned out to be right
Gained the spoils.
There was no trophy given.
The soul whispers for Desolation
and he comes when called.
It starts as one Want above all
in a fresh grass field
populated by children, flowers, butterflies and
becomes darkness and fire
becomes burning and ice
becomes a ravaged field.
Only space, emptiness, openness remains
after Desolation does his job.
When the lies have spoken their spark
When the fires have burned their burning
When the rain has gone away, the river receded
When the sun drops from the sky
When fear drives the chariot of victory
And his kingdom reigns supreme in your mind
When mercy closes her eyes and her voice grows faint
When the storm is unceasing and the flames of
Self-devouring grow higher than flight