Spirit Song

It is beyond closed eyes I see an alien to me, a fellow consciousness who trembles in his heart, a partner of my soul I never knew, whose constancy is certain as that looming space that throbs before me and demanding that the song be heard, impossible the song, the song inviolate, and there upon a waiting breath. Words make court around the beauty I may not contain. The goal is given, not defined, intoned, and thrown upon the board. I take I break I share the body and the blood, and there within the courtyard is the prize millenia have dreamed to touch. There... within my outstretched hands this very moment and I shall not pass it by. ~