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SHE IS THE DAWN OF LOVE
SHE IS THE DAWN OF LOVE
Out of her heart’s refuge she commingles her space
With the space of my night, not in the dark but in my
Presence as a night lamp of gleaming friendship and love.
Her coming to me made the creak in the floorboard sound
Like a melody sonorous with nightingales. She made the
Intensity of the night harmless in spite of the craven world.
Perusing through the entanglement of inner events, my mind
Haltingly gave itself up to her undivided attention. Her ministry
Became clear to me as I felt myself to be a tabernacle for her love
She was somehow able to warn off the predatory forms of
Worldly nightmares and made a clearing for the two of us
To cojoin; such was the way her love wrapped around me.
Fearing not my inner wilderness, she braved the merging
Of my consciousness with hers and I felt new life in the
Primeval forest unto the roots of my subconscious being.
Moving like the dawn breeze, her light entrance convulse
Me so; my shocked heart was so relieved by the release
Of old terrors and dark consorts. She is the dawn of love.
A harbinger of light and love and one who heralds new
Life. One could wonder about the duration of such a dawn
As the vast expanse of cosmic night feasted on our faces
Such is the nature of love that its rising can illuminate
The darkness even if it only glows like a single candle;
Her name, Helen,is an eponym for the light of dawn.
