The Bridge Across Forever

I belong to twilight,
in the silence
between worlds,
where things
are always arriving,
ending,
beginning,
without names.

I belong to dawn
in the stillness
between breaths,
where things
are always leaving,
dying,
being born,
without a whisper.

I belong
where nothing belongs,
only this life,
this body,
the bridge across forever
now.

Twilight

and darkness
she rose quietly,
to stay
like a long note
from the quivering earth,
while an empty heart
looked to the
melting heavens,
now refilled
like a glass
overflowing
with sparkling water.