Everything Returned Ten Thousand Fold

I remember

Standing on the edge of a cliff ground crumbling

Beneath my feet

Was this abyss of my

own making

When did this quake

begin to rupture

Where did it start

How will it end

In between holy matter and spirit is invisible thread

It is wound in deep places I know nothing about

This filament

This kind of tight rope

We walk

Has healed me for

Twelve years

How

Folds within folds like

petals within petals of a finest rose

Interwoven

Me in you

You in me

It is you

Who called me

I heard you

I listened

I waited

With you and in you

Intricate

Sharp

Pains

Made their route

To the other side

Yes you said

It is

This Way

Everything is returned

Ten Thousand fold