I want to stay outside
\nuntil last light.
\nUntil there is nothing
\nto put myself in.
\nAt twilight, life begins to hide.
\nFish settle to the bottom.
\nBirds shift on the branches
\nand become still.
\nLike a theater,
\nthere is a hush
\nbefore the curtain opens.
\nA palpable joining of hands.<\/p>\n
Children call out like little bells.
\nAll eyes swim into the darkness.
\nFor a moment there is the
\nconcussion of a single heart beat,
\nand then infinity lights the wicks
\nof its candles,
\none by one,
\nas many as every soul desires.
\nMore than there is sand on earth,
\nand that is the span
\nour lives will endure.<\/p>\n
The words we will learn,
\nto say our psalms,
\nand time will be over
\nbefore our childhoods
\nare even born.
\nLove, not time,
\nwill be the savior of our being.
\nAs long as love goes on,
\nthe candles will burn,
\nfrom daylight to dusk,
\nand all through the night.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I want to stay outside until last light. Until there is nothing to put myself in. At twilight, life begins to hide. Fish settle to…<\/p>\n