Our Returning

Our returning was 
without hesitancy
a sweetness tinged the fire
burning 
like love carmelized
a fantasy realized
unconscious efforts
of finding another way
closer
to the damp and promising earth
buried and reflecting in eyes

reaching when the rope
couldnt
before it broke 
in it’s untwisting
we could fly
if it meant assisting
in our preservation
For
in our grand silence
we were struck
as if seeing shadows
of gods behind us