Here, one of each, and each of one; Strings of crystals and water drops. The space between the sky and stars; A sinking Moon and swimming Sun. To build without the touch of hand, To see without vision’s burden, Not to direct, but to create, Not to construct, but yet to paint. Every color in, every line gone. Every sense blind, every sight true. To leave body behind in faith, To melt into ether and grace. Here, one of each, and each of one; Strands of timeless, silent thoughts. To see how near we stand, Violent shifting sands, Illusions gone. Visions drawn. We are One.
If you asked me Where lays my pride I’d say in a grave Next to my lies. If you asked me How were my days I’d say nearly all Were painfully dull. If you asked me Where it went wrong I’d say that my fall Began in my skull. If you asked me Where went my dreams I’d say, with a breeze, They were strangled by me.
The specter was flattered By all who had gathered. The witnesses staggered! Their hearts were in tatters, They moaned with a clatter, As their lives were shattered. And laughter, The clever crafter, Hung from the rafters, Pale ever-after.
Remember the night we drowned? It was the intensity that drew us in. We kept swimming deeper and deeper, until the lights faded. All I could see was your face, and your fingers in front of mine; floating, open, waiting to intertwine. We were one. Two souls fused, sinking deeper and deeper. I suppose we thought, at the bottom, perhaps there was a membrane; something we could pass through. A portal to somewhere new. You know as well as I do; no such luck. Just a gentle slope leading deeper still. Darker still. But, we landed softly, and I touched your nose to mine. Close enough to look into your eyes. It was so dark.
But, in those glistening globes, I saw my answer: “No, I can go no further.” Nor could I. So, we sat and watched the horizon marching forever away, and died that night, as the lake froze over. The currents swept us away to one day wash up on separate shores.
I left my soul down there, and I know you did too, for I saw them; orbiting each other, like children playing, as our fingers slipped apart and our souls were lost in the dark; in the depths.