High Watch

 

There are places

I cannot go with you

Even on the waves of

Ecstatic Union

 

 

There are places

 

Where I cannot be taken

With you

 

Inner chambers

Inner doors

Where even the

Fingerprints

Of

God

Lay cloaked

In Darkness

 

Places that have no

Smell

Yet

 

No voice

Yet

 

But lay there

Waiting

Knowing

 

Some unbirthed

“Deepest Yes”

Not yet voiced

 

Or putrid rotten

Memory

Not yet buried

 

Places

Unrealized

 

You do not invite me

There

With you

Because they are not mine

To walk

With you

 

Yet

 

I hold High Watch

 

So

When

When

When

Time says

“I do”

Emotion

Says

“Yes”

Knowing

Puts

The

Ring

On

“With this ring”

 

“I thee wed”

 

I will be holding High Watch

 

For your internal

Wedding day

As you step onto

The Altar

Of Realization