a heart that splits in two--

thru love's magic mirrors, 

the phoenix consumes its own ashes

rising as a vapor

pulsing within the remains

of our swollen universe--

newborn babies glisten

with the seed 

of a thousand suns

until the age of becoming

shatters our existence,

with lightning flowing in our veins

new names we are given,

and life issues forth to the darkness

from whence it came . . .