Arriving Only Now

Arriving only now,
After your harrowing journey,
Across galaxies of misunderstandings,
Pinkish afterlight, a star
That exploded five eons ago.


Behold. Light from a non-existent source.


Day is the jaundiced afterlight
Of the non-existent night, and
Night is the space
Inside the open arms of a lover
With amnesia.


Arriving only now,
This love as the crystal afterlight
Of ineffable surrections.
May this now, above all radiants,
Be a holding of release.