growth in every aeon, like floods overtaking

flaming quivers shot from land to land

will and currents ever mingled, always making

reached through the womb, garden, and the void

cradled each vision that our minds have toyed

here we drink each other, some dance in flirtation

all slaking the thirst of spirit consummation

as each does venture, melt from spectral place to place

to feel one etched with names, to know the stars in their face

​[ Artwork by Augustine Dunn ]