Gold and Pearls

I have given

the shimmering

moments of

my life

to shuffle

my best bet

with a handful of

singing universes.

These blinding

constellations,

where love dwells,

melodious as

they are

they have taken

flight from the

lower regions

of emptiness,

from the enchanted

results of ancient

battles who

sought the light

amidst the

peace of heaven.

Now, we have

finally learned

to speak to each

other's content

in the ears of

the wind,

which runs along

the river

near the end of

this house

of prayer.

We live here

in poetry,

searching for

those things

that have no

other choice but

be shaped into

a merry little

world like ours,

working its

way amidst the

gold and pearls.