ON THE COSMIC ROMANCE OF DRIFTING BODIES

ON THE COSMIC ROMANCE OF DRIFTING BODIES

drifting
in a complete darkness

frigid anti light photon defying
darkness

bodies curved this celestial trajectory
but inevitably
always returned it

toward charybdic darkness

and

in lawless time
darkness, had become
familiar 

a despairing comfort

then you,

light come, no sentinal
could warn

penetrating
divine

light.

and this long grown gift 
of fenririan ice
instantly shattered rendered expanded
and within a million facets a million droplets refracted this povitrulyan
glow

unfamiliar
unyielding
relentless.

to realize now
every blessing from
every prayer sent

to old familiar bodies
were always aimed
at false idols.

every one, a lesson

and yet
none leaving wisdom, enough to know
what to possibly do 
with you.

but treat you
like the absolute

perfection

that you are
only to be seen
in a million refractions
as simple eyes would suffer
eternal blindness
for merely wanting a look

at you.

to actively seek out
a miracle such as this
could never result in a reality
only chance
could reason

such an encounter

and to see you
to know
something even remotely like you
exists
is to know
that the vastness
of pleasure and suffering

along this random cosmic arc

is of a magnitude
that could not even
have been understood

until now

and knowing you
for a single day teaches that
all the knowledge before
was formless.