Hey
there,
over here!
Where?
Nowhere, everywhere -
wherever I may
be
you
were there first.
If ever I should
need
a drink
of divine love,
you are both the draught
and the quench
of my endless thirst.
The silence
that gives rise to my voice,
also comforts its fall.
Seven lives I've
lived
and beaten ragged
against the cliffs of time,
all in one continuous death,
one blessed drowning
in the incantation
of your name.
Though I can
think
the whole universe into being,
before that thought,
you
were there first.
Picture: Joseph Stowe
Prose: Tykal
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