Did
she?
As
she does on my altar, lay bare her soul,
Fall
on her knees and with her hair clean his feet?
Did
she look up to the one above and on his trumpet, blow
Such
a blasphemous melody, that the clouds swelled dark
With
rain on the bluest day, happily flooding the thirsting earth?
What
of when the two universes collided...?
At
that moment when all ceases to be, did I cease to be?
Or
did she see flashes of me (as one would in a near-death experience)?
And
in that chaos as matter shattered (when nothing else matters);
Did
she - as a swimmer fighting a furious current
Wraps
himself round a branch on the bank - cling to him for life?
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