The Darkest night

In infinite darkness
an ancient ache cried out
from which came many tears

and so they became
lights in the firmament;
Stars in the night!

From Darkness comes light
and of the deeper,
allured to those Dreams

a loneliness is cast
to the edge of forever
in longing swells.

There is nothing left to burn
when infernal anguishes sputter;
the Stars are falling!

* * *

With Darkness comes light
from the longing of the night ...

We Poets echo each other like Souls writing as one,
between the watery Moon and the fiery Sun,
a Love ascends us to a mutual bliss,
in ecstasies longing where lips cannot kiss ...

You are a Starry light in this Firmament
to which I wish upon your glittering Star
for the writings and words like thee,
to bring forth happiness over misery ...

So too in the Darkest of the Nights
where you shepherd your suffering
and you swell with a Heart of Love,
Your tears are like the infinite nights
that were shed from up above!

Your tears are an instrument of Love,
as Stars are the tears of night!