Shade Trance

In shade is sheathed-
The power of dilation
In light-- expansion
Trance-like, the many
Merging flows, of their
Molten avalanches
Into the expansive
Swath of sky- the
Moon has cut its high
Scythe-like archon
And matched it to
The tumult of,
The momentous
Dawn.

There is traffic between
Our lakes and the fire of
The sun-- it has begun
To ford all loneliness
From us; every match
Must fold the tinder
Of an acorn
Which may hold the
Spark of unburnt
Forests,

What is lost as all these
Images efface? A perfect
Synchrony, a teeming eon
The perfect synchrony of
Things is drawn into
Place, that synchronicity
Which vanishes into
Distances without
A trace-- all world
The unity, which from
Its own will falters
And dissipates

Only to fall into embrace
Of the unknown-- the
Darkness with a heart
Of its own-- which
Blazes for a second
In constellations the
Secrets of its brilliant
Jewel-- a facet for the
Mystery to surface
Through

Universe: whoever it is
Who has met you knows
Your history-- the truce of
Peace and misery,
Interweaving, interweaving

A moments pause dawn
And sunset; interlocked
The darkness leaving
And new light entering
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