Unio In Separate Ability

Weeks it's taken us to get [[here]],
the last few signs of a vast surah
which starts with the end
and now asks me, directly,

"What will make you realise
what the Day of Judgement is?"

and, when you think you've got it;
this [[moment]] right [[now]],
with the [[sea]]'s first winter rainbow
rippling into being:

"Again, what will make you realise
what the Day of Judgement is?"

As if each passing were something
all together different,
without meaning and there for meaning
full, felt in the deep huuu
of [[blue]] before me
abandoned and responding
by virtue of its emptiness:
this [[light]] [[heart]]
luminous, weighing nothing.


Traces

  • Love, forever