On a pathway only tread upon by the few
Deep in a dark wood where Forever fills the sky
Creatures laugh and dance in the shadows, glowing through the twilight dew
Once, I landed there by mistake and cried
Not dead but awakened, I rose as if in a dream
That darkness had me shaken to the very core of my being
I climbed through the many faces and gestures: an endless seeking
Until I reached a garden full of jasmine and rose
And the scent of the sadness of things lingered: a mysterious ghost
As I fell deep into sorrow’s trance,
I understood only for a moment where all secrets burned, askance
Right there, in the brilliant sparks of your eyes!
The aeons cried out unto me and threw me back unto you: Wide awake!
A poem I wrote on Friday, May 18, 2001 at 4:18 a.m. on the back of an alchemical postcard I never mailed.