The Path to You

I walk with my dark voice beside me.
I walk in the beautiful path
of my celestial name.
I walk in the deeps, beloved,
in the deeps of your dark eyes.

I sing the "ah" of morning.
I sing the clouds hovering
at street's end.
I sing hidden things, beloved,
hidden in the secret caverns of your hair.

The clouds drape my shoulders
like a thin grey blanket.
Tender grass rolls out to guide
my beautiful path.
You are my blanket, beloved,
you are my heart's blanket.

With my own shoes I walk.
I walk this beautiful path
with only my steps to guide me.
I am walking home to you, beloved,
I travel this path back to you.

30.May.2005