Sunday, December 6, 2009

You said you've tried it before, but it's not a new food or a hobby. It's breath, life, light.

He is not someone you try to love.
His love is one that steals upon you
Like a thief in the night.

Dew drops that wash away
the crystals of sand holding you in slumber,
blinding you to dawn and high noon,
entrenching you in palpable midnight.

Light streams through the spaces in your blinders,
evolving from emission line to absorption line spectrum,
until one day you see the fullness of light from a perfect blackbody,
whose entire brightness radiates from within, where force brings atoms together.

Three particles make one atom,
in a reaction that ripples through the universe
like a wave of blood the sea of your beating chest.

Your being is illuminated, animated, a reflection of sunlight.

1 comment:

  1. An interesting blend of scientific phrasings and poetic vision. I don't like science to much (probably because of Mrs. Sdioa), but this was artfully done and thus liked by me! Palpable is one of my top 5 words, and the first orange line is excellent ("Light....blinders")
    The End

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