Past This Point

Full moon rising yet again
within this indigo surreal
that speaks within its listening
of realms untold
in manís imagining.

Yet we are here,
just at this point
where heart and mind
must come to meet
and greet each other
tenderly, else all is lost.

Can we make it past
this point of no return...?

A vision opens out
so round about it seems
the starlight gleams somehow
within the light of day.

Five more days,
and then the utter thrill
of man and beast in battle
fighting for a sense
of all once lost
within a darkening.

But can you make it past
this point of no return...?

I fall, I rise, I vent within
this depth and height
of passion that you chose
to spend on me.

God and Goddess, could it be...?
that the source of all reality
lies just here, in this in between
that ever chooses just to feel
it all...

? Michaelette ?

5/2/2001
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