Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Thirst

Dante Gabriel Rossetti - The Damsel of the Sanct Grael or Holy Grail (1874)

You are the containment of the universe, you are it's chalice; without you, it has no form, it flows away.

The universe is your containment, it is your chalice; without it, you have no form, you flow away.

So whose lips are parched? Whose thirst is quench?

Truth embraces love. It is an inextinguishable kiss. They refuse to be separated.

Within that embrace, the story of you and the universe arises.

It has been whispered, danced, painted billions of times over billions of years.

One embrace. Each eon, a heartbeat within that one embrace.

-- Richard Power