The night breathes strange, excited air,
cool to the touch.
All things surround and hold us in place-
the ages before and those to come,
hold me in this moment of Eternity
with comfortable arms,
The roses are singing to my sister.
She is in ecstasy on the floor,
crying, blessed rapture.
Confessions like laughter, universal.
Ancient tongues speaking mysteries,
knowing all and bound by nothing.