Illumination

The wind chimes clatter;
You look up.
When a sudden and strange light
breaks from behind your eyes,
you begin to talk,
and pick at the chip in your coffee cup
til you realize, surprised, that
your lover's voice is violet.

When snared like a lynx,
you wrench free,
gasp like a fish thrown back
weeping silently
and unashamed
while her breathing beside you
reminds you what is warm and plain.

You can return,
but by another way
to our place in the Laniakea,
to the space
where, deep
as a deep sown seed
your life unfurls
while you turn, restless
as the dark earth stirs
under the furrow:
a sweet bright green.