more than I
more than you
more than the moods of seasons
and restlessness of dreams
it is always here
always here
it is always this
always this
this anointed silence
where death is beautiful
and there is no looking back
no future
no idyllic promenade to salvation
only here
only this
in the face of this oblivion
this nowhere
this here
this always
count me as your lover
in this unbearable blindness
this endless heart-rain of fire
count me as your lover
accept this prayer
from these empty hands
from this naked place
accept this cry
from the other side of dawn
from this numbed heart
remember always
remember this
remember the mountains
the forests
the oceans
the deserts
they are all singing
your name
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Red Feather Lakes, U.S.A 2000