The endless night of her departure dessicated my soul’s flower. The endless day of my longing crushed it into dust. But from the dust rose hummingbirds, mantises, bees, and dragonflies. Now, alive in millions of bodies, I swarm through time, I drink the library hidden in living light. The earth and sky hold me like their first child in endless bodies.

I have been erased in her, and in my disappearance I am worlds of eyes and lives of dreaming wonder. Endless living transits, lost to adoration’s secret flight.