Friday, December 17, 2010

Untitled

Under a brilliant, southern sun,
up an undulating, mountain road,
in the relic of a historical outpost

[summer's awakening]

outside the small, a-frame of a quaint, country home,
before long awaited nuptials,
after loss sustained by natural disaster

[gave birth]

just beyond,
a border -
arbitrary, human lines drawn
across divides
[to chance]
twin soul stars converged

a fateful, gravitational pull,
brought two independent galaxies colliding

(one the sombrero,
the other a spiral)

centripetal and centrifugal forces produced
a vibrant smile, a twinkle in the eye,
Orion's bow striking Cassiopeia
directly in her hardened core.

It was
spontaneous combustion.

As friction builds,
heat ensues,
tension climaxes,
pressure erupts
and a new universe unfolds.

Evolving woman,
revolving man,
their cyclical, eternal dance
around that great fire in the sky
persists.