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Beyond comprehension
A ghost ship returned empty.
Two swans bound
Line and lead cut and tossed
In a blizzard of desperation
Caught and lost
Bloodied broken and drowned
He stood, back against tall stones.
Felt the wind tug and trouble.
Interred his rage.
Listened to the silent sending
At the world’s ending.
Opened a new page.
Hiked across the mud and stubble,
Cold to his bones.
Two souls dance
A formal minuet
Turns and bows
At a vignette
Retreat and advance
So so softly we drew to each other.
Mouth sipped from mouth, drank deeper
Entwined, intermingled, woven, one.
No more she and he,
No more day and night
But dawn
And a new sun risen.
Every blade of grass,
A scratching goat even,
Owed the joy of its living to our new witness.
There had been nothing before.
All was created and conceived anew in its antiquity.
We have known each other before.
