The Sum

By | 24 July 2007

for Tess
 
 
Already the world
is waiting for you.

Loaves,
discs of sun,

moth wings drifting
through an ancient night.

The sum
of all imaginings

rests in you,
seeds glowing

in the warm dark,
a deep music

circling your heart.
There's a song

to sing you forth
into this screaming light;

forgive us as we sing it.

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