Love expanding as a breath fills breeze
that touches face and limbs.
Love descending as a seed
to ants and little stones.
Love as iron drips in fire,
congealing as pearls.
Love ascending as oil
soaks ground in black,
as summer fire, wind blown in terror,
abandons trees in wild night.
Love as dawn breaking, dew falling,
and tranquil, a pool in the east.