The Question and its Answer

by

Frank Valentyn

A voice arose within me
whispering with a thrust of thousand tides
it asked: "Will you trust me, trust me?"
It was voiced by trees stroking the wind
by petals unfurling in the glint of dew
brushed by waters in melodic pursuing
placidly their counterpoint of singing rock

and so lent I attention

The voice arose anew
within it a Sun's ascension
and horizon's comment
again asked: "Will you trust me, trust me?"
it spoke tropical forest haze
and cool maze of glaciers
it emanated from eagles' cries
and the music of transition
as all dies and births again
in infinite variation
and the soft cadence
in the first opening
of wings

and so lent I my vision

Again the voice perfused me
asked freshly new: "Will you trust me, trust me?"
it spoke stars and planets in their changing orbits
sang of far-flung fluorescing nebulae
whispered of my flesh and veins
and the heart that pulsed me
it knew of the infinite wave within
and infinite wave without me
it was at one, yet separate
from the voice that spoke me

and so lent I my being

"I am," I touched the voices deep within,
"an aspect, a reflection
of this boundless weaving
I dare with my intention
to trust all which I become
and see beyond the cleaving
your own intuition's tending
to trust in me
as you become
and both of us in mending
extend the weave, each
our voice the other lending"

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