Supplication

Would that when tears fall,
Is seen our vision clearing
Revealing the eternal unity
Behind illusory divisions;

Would that the yes and no
Are in our hearts embracing
In a glorious dance to the tunes
From the melody they make;

Would that In rhythm and rhyme
Shall our world goes on growing when crystalline
Tunes rise at Dawn then at Sunset,
In them we lay cuddled in a lullaby;

And when shadows rise, as they always will --
Would that their darkness nurtures light
Like the moon whose glow appears
In an evening of star studded skies.