Time burst its usual constraints

space clung onto it as they spiraled

event horizon shimmering

with round becoming linear

flat was collapsing

origami like contortions

streamed up mountain peaks

in the eagerness of cords calling

how had this math found a voice?

unseen angles

making all the difference

between deafness and sound

night ink and white fire

the profound had become

the misunderstood commonplace

loneliness

that ever-present driver

was drunk with mistaken identity

its crash shattered ancient illusions

whose glassed mirror was no longer real

love broke though disintegrating barriers

careening into everything

without below or above

forever complete immersion

quarks, quasars and quantum quintessence

aligned in alphabet soup

were letters really soul?

bounded by vowel and consonant?

was consciousness dimensionless?

how could I have missed it?

were we ever in it?

or out of it?

and if not where?

how had we become I?

the mistake became the question

the truth was revealed as nothingness

positive and negative on the same coin

we could not be

but we are

on the edge of a wave

its little secret

so well hidden I could not believe

it was love all along

just LOVE

and nothing less.