To Forget My Name

  I wish to fall asleep
With your name
Hanging from
My lips –

And to wake within an instant
When my own name is
Forgotten.

And the dawn holds only you.

 

~

 

There is power in a name - reality gathers to the

immaterial and forms solid its

illusion.

Once -we were endless in

our reach and then called we became the

gathering of the infinite in a

finite space.

Yet still we are not so far from home.

The infinite calls us by our

true name -

answer.