In a dark time, the eye begins to see / I meet my shadow in the deepening shade...Dark, dark my light, and darker my desire.
The stones were sharp, The wind came at my back; Walking along the highway, Mincing like a cat.
I came to love, I came into my own.
What falls away is always. And is near.
How body from spirit slowly does unwind, until we are pure spirit at the end.
(I measure time by how a body sways.)