Tonight within the quiet dusk,
(Though you may not know it)
Sanctuaried deep in the heart of the hills,
I will lie beside You.

High above common habitations,
Beyond the monotonous
Mechanizations of humanity,
We will bivouac in our own Light;

And through the clarity of April,
Devoutly we will gaze upon
The serene, apparent visage
Of a random-ordered Eternity.

There, upon soft, moist earth,
Beside near-naked, bud-leafed maples,
We will listen to the life sustaining
Mantra of the Stream;

Blending in temporal rhythms
A counter harmony of our own.
And as comfort from the darkness' chill,
In free-shared warmness, we will be One.

04/13/2007

Author's Note: A seasonal "overnight"

Posted on 04/13/2007
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