Sparia

   We were meteors on a collision course.                     Impossible to miss…                     Impossible to contain.   Holding light and darkness   between our swift winged arms,   crazy, little, beating hearts.   Thunder and rain shifting into storm,   countless facets trembling to one fate   then none, everything gone…                    Fall down, fade away                    yet not entirely lost…                    just tinged in the horizon mists.   Wheeling into static briefly   hazy ghosts disappearing suddenly   as Universe life-force wraps   the pure substance of all resonating clamours