The innocent ambiguities
that honest ignorance affords
us who will not learn love last
and ache most to grasp
the core of things.
So many lovers out
on the edge of things
who will not make you walk the plank
off your pirate ship of private plunder,
but who melt your world with a potent glance
and tumble towers with their presence.
Such gracious hidden leadership
that draws us past our boundaries,
that lifts veil after veil,
that enlarges our circle of concern,
that softens our hearts into liquid love you can navigate,
that helps us glow into the dark corners of the world.