Gifts of Light

Who knows if the wind can tell time,
If it plans when to surround us with it’s might
And scoop us up into a passionate fury.

Talking while kissing,
Trembling while caressing,
Tonight,
Silence is outrivaled by heat
Fears subdued by need
And the tears that drop because of this
Are not lost
But live on
In what we have created
Because nothing else exists but this

And who can tell us if the light picks what it gives,
Choosing the hue of pale blue
from your ipod screen
to illuminate only our faces,
Making our eyes shine,
in the deepest shades
flickering at one another in playful desire.
Allowing nothing else to exist but this

So take a deep breath
Because nothing else exists but this
Nothing else exists
Nothing else exists
So please take a deep breath

For when the night’s mystery (God’s intended confusion) has ended
The sun will break in through split curtains
Casting rays of light (God’s clarity) in piercing orange across the room
Awaking me, causing you to move,
And we’ll know,
but question still if what has happened was real.

Though the love marks, left deep in skin
Will fade with time
And the morning’s calm and the television’s news
will cease the winds swooning fury

The sun ray's gift
is a beautiful image
(that will live on through every good-morning)
The image
of an exposed and sleeping rose covered in stars of varying size,
A smile of infinite meaning,
And a whisper of love
Telling us that through the morning light
and because of this
So much more can exist