time travel
speeding through dark skies
stars hustling by at the sound of light
undone, unnerved at how
quickly all is passing,
passing away
hoping to savor
yet not having tasted
hoping to hold
yet not having touched
hoping to praise
yet not having named
hurtling ourselves
into a dark and sensuous mystery
give us over
before all passes away from our eyes
to a sustaining vision
of how healing may come
