dark light

can you draw away
those imposing hands,
that thrust out
like branches
piercing the heart
of an open sky?

can you hold them still
awhile,
upon your chest,
and feel the rustling
of a quiet breath,
as you hear singing
surround your silence?

can you see
how in the midst
of all the darkness
that swallows you,
and digests you,
you still have eyes?

can you feel
the moistness of earth
upon whose bosom
you and I
both stand,
blessed twice?

come,
feel you
and me,
under those
quivering holes
of dark light.