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 . . .