Cosmic hush

It’s as if words might erasethe deep hush of the universe,that infinite land of space where eternityis the imperceptible movement of an unborn child,you are calling gently through the corridors of timeto lie with me; I have answered with a kiss. Did we miss each others footstepsat the crossroads of some ancient shrine?Did we look for safe solutions in our other lovers eyes?Have we strength to hold the morningin the afternoon and evening, of our complicated liveswatch the shadows gather. I want to wrap you in a riddlewhere only I can conjugate the rhymerelease you to the four winds, hear the eagle’s cryon a China sea where the typhoon’s roar’s returned to silence:here, the blossom flakes fragile for a spring instantand a cold wind bites the weary sun.  It’s as if you have stilledthe angry torrent, trapped the songbirdlanced immensity of yearning, with a quilt of humanitythese things are hard to hide or quantify:you have walked with grace and understandingthrough the corridors of time; and I have answered with a kiss