A Frameless Photo

To see the world as a frameless photo
and wander through the night,
or submit to sweet affections for earthly form
caressed in the light of the known.

Can we endure Your darkness
and pass by the light from these wanderer’s inns
ensconsed from this dark forest?

Into many such places have we wandered,
been visitors in tidy rooms with polished, sturdy floors,
taking refuge in comforts that won’t endure.

Sun sets and a gentle wind ripples through a field of wheat.
Gold waves flow and the crickets tone to the silent Om
and a silent love that fills all space.
This heart reaches to touch the setting sun
and forgets the hand can’t always reach where I am.

Deeper into night, infinite vision hastens me onward.
entreating me to await the new dawn.
Your darkness is more certain than form and self,
It is only You that I see clearly.