I am way up there, way out there
Like a splattering of precious powder against deep purple amethyst
The arc of a galactic bridge, the milky way
reaching out from my topaz green to your olivine skin
All the colours of crystal in a gem-invested celestial canopy,
A glacial expanse of aquamarine or opal
A rub-a-dub of antique agate noses breathing in a gale
of an ancient rite of passage between formidable deities
that all at once started out as one
I feel the stars shimmer in these universal gusts
like diamonds and pearls for the most ancient boy and girl
where every Sun that formed, was made from our malleable gold
And I know that this light that could make peridot become
as bright as lapis lazuli to fill each corner of the universe
with a myriad of colour. Even bloodstone
encrusted the blood that shone through our veins!
Yes, you and I, we are every dream to fly!
Falling like flakes on to the marble of the Earth
That we become humble in our largesse
That we become small in our humongousness
That we in our eternal greatness permit ourselves
to be measured by others, less than us, to adjudge and govern us!
And I am at once swept by the carpet of leaves on Mount Sinai
covering the rhyolite solidified from a miracle terrainous effusion
where a whirlwind and earth swing of my own reflection bowed to me and brought this on
in a fire that left an Emerald Tablet with a haloed rhetoric
And I saw this also as your fire O Sarah, in a thunderous eternal burning bush
And I knew this was not just the Emerald cut with the Commandments
Not just the choshen of twelve stones to offset the power of the Great Ark
But also the Tabula Smardgina; which stated metaphorically: As above so below!
And I at once was filled with the knowledge of gladness that we were never parted
even if the distance between us was a grief we had to endure with an everlasting equanimous composure!
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