Something more powerful
Than the beauty of you
More magnetic
Than the light of your being
Something which could draw me in
With such inescapable gravity
As the love I’ve discovered
At the center of your heart
Nothing comes to mind
Nothing comes to mind
The gentle beat of my heart
A metronome
A clockwork
But the thrum of life
Is not the energy of being
Body working; spirit latent
The night woods
So dark
The sunny day
So bright
We master the light
Know the science, the art
The secrets of magic
Blessed shade and gloom
In an existence
Which fears the light
Grateful for each eclipse
Beauty in the shadows
Mystery in the illumined
Too bright for eyes to see
In reflections
I see a dragon breathing fire
But just a building
With a light on
Like the child
Imagination still at play
Should the day come
When I see only what’s there
No monsters, no dragons
Which I playfully must slay
How sad I will be
In a world so plain and grey