These days, some talk of exploring their shadow
as if they were medical researchers in a library
earnestly studying a dark, exotic affliction.
Perhaps it is actually the shadow which wants
to explore itself, with the same desire as an eager
new lover for the body of the shy beloved.
Sometimes now in the late afternoon, we like to
sit together, reading amazing poems to each other,
exchanging pictures of interest, talking about God.
We both know that you’re my light, I’m your shadow,
but then we can switch positions, and now I become
your love light, and you my darling shadow.
We say this is how God enjoys itself. God divides
itself in two in order to play light and shadow games.
Meanwhile, we sit together, watching it all unfold.
In just this way, the whole universe playfully
appears, how everything existent comes to be —
like a magic act, or a laughing ripple on a stream.
Maybe it’s an afternoon in timelessness, perhaps
just like now, and God is wanting to explore itself,
its two-in-one nature, simply for the joy of it.
Let’s imagine there’s a lyrical love poem that God
is longing to hear, so much so that here we be —
you and me — all for the sake of God-poetry!