Beneath the canopy of moon and
Two tiny people sit, for now together.
Love binds them, they would like to hope, forever;
But there is much that such a union
Heaven is so vast; the Earth so
Yet large enough to stretch a great love thin.
For love to flourish, it must turn within:
To the single soul that unifies us all.
Within this soul the walls of fear
Distance, difference, history are no more.
The holy silence stills the sounds of war.
We love as round us miracles revolve.
We know we cannot stay within this
Of heaven. We must live back down below.
Day by every day the world we know
Will guarantee we recognize it well.
Yet there are truths far greater than
Beyond the blanket blue of every day.
In love's dark longings, we will find a way
To make our separate, hostile races one.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon