IRIS

We sat together till the gloaming fell,
The twilight gaieties of evening joy
Made mask of nothing as the choral bell
Rang pulses of her temper coy.

I reached my hand out to her sparkling heart
And touched the childhood sunshine in its prime
And rocks iridescent - the hidden part
Of memories that have filled my time,

I took her out of the worldwide hive
To show the frozen stars and molten sun,
She caught me in the hairnet silk to rive
The link to where the hell seemed done,

That time we left the shore where shadows twirled
In the pre-sunset calmness of the past,
And far beyond our fate we have been hurled
To see the beam for souls blessed.

We played the careless game behind the veil -
The waterfall of dew-drops fenced my bliss,
Beside the soaring of the clouds frail
The fluid light has swirled our ease,

Inside its gleaming cascades we did swap
The varicoloured necklaces of splash,
We walked along the sacred downward slope
And reached the edge of rapture flash.

In through the calm of the forbidden room
With windows opened up in summer night
She carried me away from usual doom,
Down to the Aeon of the Quiet,

Unfathomable waters endless tide
Has led us to the depth of tranquil hours,
Beyond the bound of oblivion, deep inside
The inter-confidence of ours.

                    Phyl Toukach, 1997 Feb 4