Out of The Darkness

"Out of the darkness",

Said the muse,

Into the lightly

Held moment.  

Even the dead have

No time anymore and

The living can’t tell

If it’s real.

"Out of the darkness"

Said the guru,

Follow me to the lightly

Proved theorem.

But all the while

The pulses of blood

Coursing hot veins

Of desire clouded

The result.  Light

Evades transfixed eyes.

"Out of the darkness",

Said the silence,

Is only a way station 

To the next sleep where

Active minds relive

The dance of light.