Let the pendulum swing,
this moment is only for us.
As much as possible, in the darkness,
I reside in you and you in I.
For now, we become each other
and the becoming is sweet,
as we unbecome ourselves
and seek to take on the guise
of something half you and half I.
Here and nowhere else –
if we can hold now that long –
we taste the sharing that is divinity.
Here and only now,
I don’t have to choose between wholeness and you.
There is something sacred in me stopping
to brush the hair from your face,
there is something sacred in the breaking pain
of knowing this instant can’t last.
There is something sacred in the gentleness
we take, handling each other’s hearts.