Human’s Table

In middle earth called heart
Angel and demon resolved

Come, watch them play!

At human’s table

Star beings eat, drink and dance

Next to wild beasts


In middle earth called heart

Words are glorious sounds

Sights are sacred colors and shapes

A bird, pure flight

Lovemaking, a point of void

Where one world ends

And another begins.

Oh, bittersweet prelude,

Lover’s invisible breath

So close yet not material.

I, on the edge of the world

Almost falling

Almost crying

~ Andreea Garden, Nov. 2015 ~

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