The Uniformis

"The Uniformis"

As the day became night

Chaos again, awoke by harsh

Another thought to become permanent, gone. The weeping sound is familiar

As the full moon, pierce through, upon the staring eyes of confusion,

Curiousity takes over and fronting, he followed.

Stillness reached, except for the smell   of  lavender and the Nile waters, eastward.

As he sat with the tree, there was sound, but not in the ears.

Imitating the sound, with closed eyes for clarity,

With even and calm breath,

Time passes.  His head dropped, as to have no neck.

As the eyes only of consciousness rose,

No moon, no Nile waters, only the smell of lavender is with him.

SHE came, as if he had called HER.

HER hair, pass HER feet, as linen draped and slightly a drift.

HER eyes, as the moon itself, HER bosom full.

As SHE came closer, grace

And with no words spoken, SHE sang harmony

Serenity was upon him.

His consciousness envisioned his bearer, in a union,

Happy, joyous, and free.

He could see laughter, not tears.

He woke with the tree and dusk upon him, ran, back to the familiar.

Days later, in the middle of the city of Jordan,

Chatter from the circle of voices, looking East.

Like the Sun, HE appeared.

New and unfamiliar, closer HE approached the boy

And his nurturer in conversation.

Her eyes like the moon, cheeks of blush, body communicating  a language not of words.

The boy uncertain of the feeling of comfort tarried home with his beloved

As they set up for supper,

A plate, a cup, for an empty chair, he pondered.

Her face, anomalous, a smile, her blow high, and pleasant humming.

A strike at the door, she moves with grace approaching.

HE, the Sun, the new, here, the boy questioned himself.

Laughter is the sound,

So pleasant.

As the boy slumber, the smell of lavender passes,

The moon rests upon his sight, harmony abides, tout de suite

He appraised,  
SHE answered.