Fractured Light

Even shadows choose to whirl
lithely in the beams,
romancing other silhouettes
seeking revelation in their dreams.

Compassion, do not hasten them,
nor wake them from repose
for in the moment two dreams alight
the awoken lover glows.

Stand boldly in love’s mystery
as slings and arrows sail,
through the strident journey
hush, listen for the nightingale,

who’s song seeps through a cloven heart,
mending fragments into one;
seek the source that hides unbroken
in the brilliance of the Beloved’s Sun.

Photo: Fractured Light   Even shadows choose to whirl  lithely in the beams, romancing other silhouettes  seeking revelation in their dreams,       Compassion, do not hasten them, nor wake them from repose for in the moment two dreams alight the awoken lover glows.  Stand boldly in love’s mystery as slings and arrows sail, through the strident journey - hush,    listen for the nightingale,  who’s song seeps through a cloven heart,  mending fragments into one; seek the source that hides unbroken in the brilliance of the Beloved’s Sun.  (thanks for your impregnating comment Chuck Silver, a poem is born)

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