BLUESHIFT HORIZON

BLUESHIFT HORIZON

Behind the King's walls I have ridden
Looking at my scattered pieces
As under many trees have I waited
For the apple; while across
Bodies of water continuously sailed
Never laughed from its taunting edge.

Beneath ladders have I purposely stepped
And the mirrors I've broken contained
Only my reflection, still
Into the breath of the earth I went defiant
Jailed on a floating leaf.

Hearing,

Giants and dwarfs alike remark
To your passing as time compressed
You within me...to me
Where the distance of you calls
In redshift bypass.

Solitary falls as dusk upon my skin
Longing breaks the horizons of my hands
Freed from the branches of a constellation
The apple smiles
And I follow surprised and curious;
my footprints to their beginning.

The always known is
Now visible without belay
As I have found you again
In your closing space between
My shimmer on your hand and
Your place upon my lips

Looking up
Your blueshift splits my edge
Spilling over the noise of silence
Lighting sweetly down, over, and
Into me.