This is the magic, the way & the path
we will always follow, the singing of the streams
at midnight, the irresistible embrace of the river
calling to the stars, this is the journey that defines us,
the dance, the mystery of our breath & the ecstasy
of our bodies, we kiss in the silence that has no name,
in the words that have no meaning except in the great
incantations of the Cosmos, I hear you, I sense you,
I touch you, not just now but forever, in the endless fires
of newborn planets when butterflies finally gather round,
I hear your words, sweet with the silver of Infinity,
wild with the paradox of time & space, I know you dance
within each twilight, within each ecstasy that has been
forgotten as mystery retreated from this world, this is my
dream song, my voice of power in which the Eagles gather,
in which the nebulae shine, this is the golden key,
the bonding, the opening of rapture in the unknowable
labyrinth of our hearts, this is the way it happened,
& it always must be, the sweet scent of orchards,
the delirious galaxies of pleasure & pain, hear me now
or else forget me, until at last we are born again, I sense
monsters on the beaches, I fear maelstroms on the land,
but this is just the Earth, growing restless beneath
her chains, a scarlet thread will always bind us,
& the voices of our ancient Lovers, each drifting
& listening intently, to a whisper that can't be heard...
--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...