SALVATION
maybe I might
have forgotten myself
at that moment
of chaos and crisis
have forgotten to tell you
you have
become goddess
the most
beautiful thing
in the Universe
divine object of
the adulation of the stars
beloved dream of
all of us
self included
who
have known you
loved you
longed for you, wanted you
worshipped you
from this intimate near
or
as with me
so deeply
from afar
that chaos, that crisis
stuff of supernova
of exploding galaxies
put
to one side
alien to
the quiet order and
system
and
death by
intensity
of
which I
for the peace that is
light and
sort of
respite
guess I should write
being perhaps
some salvation
poems 2 die for 