Divisions Of Zero

all is spirit,

our bodies, manifestations of one,

seeing in your eyes, life,

feeling in your touch, eternity.

yet, Time, the great distortion,

shadows, our days and dreams,

like a haunting,

like a plague of obscure origins.

you and I, my love...

heirs of such staggering promises,

walk on in the rain

as though nothing unusual is happening.