A Piece of Me

The stars have fallen down in worship
And between the stars
There is so much longing
And you have become a piece of me
Buried beneath the muscle of my heart
The nightingale cries
And the wind blows through
Moonlit trees
As I sit here on this prayer rug
All of nature rushes into me
The leaves, the trees, the vines
Enter the windows
And wrap around me
I want this marriage
Between you and I
That I have imagined
And not to be a facet of the dream
But to be a part of the Real
Beyond ritual and culture
The false reality of day
Blinds me
Despite the beauty of your signs
At night..all the masks drop off
You are closer than the juggler vein
Of my neck
I tremble with love and fragility
As I prostrate myself
Before you