Embers, by the dying light of the moon
I see the soft mist of heavy silver stars
Dark wood by the tenderness of love
The cloak of shadows there
Is deeper than eternity
As it covers what is greater than each and every gasp of breath
And what is greater than each and every pulse of the human heart
This, which is greater than the thoughts of our small and simple lives
Is what abides in me as I say goodbye
Such a love runs down deeper into the blood, the heart, and the soul of a man such as I
Than anything of which our persons are composed
Until it finally transcends all of these
And transcends thinking, thought, and the brilliance of the mind
Such a love is to be more than oneself
It is to be more than a man such as I
It is to be more than human
It is to be part of the fabric of everything
And so there is the immensity of joy
And there is the immensity of suffering
As the two converge into a simple image
The balancing of a power too great
For our thin understanding of the world
As it is only of the edges beneath the eternal
But when one stands in the dignity of such a love
Then one transcends one’s self
And yes, even transcends the world
The world then moves as the waves by the power of the moon which is eternity
As I kiss your soft hand goodbye
I also feel the kind grace of these waves
Which are in that moment the waves of all the world
And as I remove my kiss
I say goodbye to all the world
And I let it all disappear
Back into the fabric of everything
As we say our final words
And my heart is drenched with suffering
Yet my mind is filled with joy
Because I am no longer a man such as I
But I am part of the very fabric of things
And in this fabric of the world, of grace, and of infinity
I am infinite
In the place where we can all stand together
If you make the decision to love
Then we are statues on the moon
Holding all the earth together
With the bliss, the smile, and the joy,
Of friendship
(A Man such as I, by Eric Bleys).