LOVE ITSELF

for L.W.

The light came through the window,

Straight from the sun above,

And so inside my little room

There plunged the rays of Love.

 

In streams of light I clearly saw

The dust you seldom see,

Out of which the Nameless makes

A Name for one like me.

 

I'll try to say a little more:

Love went on and on

Until it reached an open door -

Then Love Itself was gone.

 

All busy in the sunlight

The flecks did float and dance,

And I was tumbled up with them

In formless circumstance.

 

Then I came back from where I'd been

My room, it looked the same -

But there was nothing left between

The Nameless and the Name.

 

I'll try to say a little more:

Love went on and on

Until it reached an open door -

Then Love Itself was gone.