by Mark Newlon
Love's flight . . .
feeling the stars
in orbit around me.Luminescent,
knowing the power
of transformation.Changing
to understand
who I am,lighted wings
guiding me
as I become.She represents
me and I
can be her.What lies
in this but
a reality . . .existence bright
and beautiful
through all time.
Never will you
cease to burn,
never can you--all clouds will
disappear and
you will shine.An eternity
for these words
as I watch,moving slowly
on the horizon
my beloved--through her flame
and fire
I rise,almost
full now,
in eveningtwilight.