A
complete dimension
opened up
it didn’t matter if it was Me
something utterly beautiful
made a mockery of all the pain
it insinuated itself
through the interstices of bitterness
and desire
and called
with its supernal song
to my yearning soul
“this is not the end”
it whispered
weirdly
in its particle rhythm effervescent constellation voice
“this is the beginning”
of what love really means
you can’t hang onto it
you can’t keep it
it mates with your atoms
invites you into its
vibrating centre
and shoots you out
into the stars
so that your heart
becomes
the soul of the earth
and feeds
even the ignorant
Words and image: Luke Temple Walsh