When the little one came
A hole was blown open
A partial surrendering in the midst of knowing

And for an instance the constant heart shed its own tears
Wave upon wave carried me over
Beyond the peripheries of hope and fear

Deadening trhe voice of relentless biography
I stood at the centre and danced at the extremities
Mapping the cizy as subtle as silence

Then on outwards into the darkness

When the crazy one came

She placed her finger on my forehead
And pushed on through
I woke up face on fire

Spitting out diamonds
Thoroughly lost to logic
Craving her madness