I am a sharpened point

Floating
Falling free
A beam of new light
Unravels a darkness
Newly perceived

With discarded
Filaments
And figments of fear
That stream
Wispy and waif-like
And disappearing
Out of here

Behind me

At the sharpened
Point of a
Gentle and infinitely
Rippling wake
Where I am awash
In my cleansing
In this new space

Comprehending
The nature of love
And observing
The all-consuming
Black hole spaces
Occupied by lies

Former lives

I turn and
Face you
And face
A truth
That in this never
Ending dawn
You are the crescent
Brilliant sliver
Of a long
Awaited sunrise

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