Prayer to the Unknowing

May I write poetry on your body  
with my tongue  
each word worship to the wordless  
each move motion-filled homage to the motionless  
each breath the divine last supper  
may I devour all of you fully
 
(even as I sense there was  
never anything to eat).  
 
 
May we write songs with our love  
each caress a hymn  
of sweet verse poured out to the divine  
each guttural sound percussion  
in the dance of the eternal present  
singing out in unison  
may the infinite arrive in waves  
as we come and come again  
 
(even as we sense there was  
never anything to come).  
 
 
May we write sleep at last  
succumb to slumber’s lull  
bodies spent, hearts full  
interlacing body parts and souls  
dream state fading to black  
may we merge knowingly with the unknown  
beyond hope, word and song  
 
(even as we sense there was  
never anything to know).  
 
 
R.