Shine

The night burns with
a fire -
from a billion
distant
stars.

Yet this heat rises
from your merest
touch.

The day is alive with
the suns brilliant
passion.

And yet I am blinded
by your briefest
glance.

There is nothing small from you.

With a blink of your eyes
our worlds collide -
And I am left
unmade.

There is nothing hidden from you.

You find me in the ash -
and wish me as
a diamond.

And I am left
to shine in
your
hand.

 

~

 

It's this love - the undoing of the ego, being left unmade and formless and to only give shape again against a form held in the stillness of a moment - it's this love that gave rise to the earth and stars and distance worlds. It's how we came to be.

 

Peace,

Eric