REUNION
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    I lay sheltered by the grasses, which sweep and flicker over my
body, and I make love to the night.

    Above me, the whole of the sky stretches, velvet black on
eternity, the stars strewn across my vision like precious grains of salt
spilt in the night.  Within each crystalline lattace, energy shimmers,
casting ancient light onto the curves and contours of my body.  The eons
of travel seep into my limbs, permeate the structure of my bones,
filling
me with visions of faraway realities, long lost from me, which I may
never know again.  The cool light plays over my skin, I guide it with my
hands to my darkest and most sensitive places.  Starlight ripples
through
my fingers.

    There is a light breeze, a movement of breath from Father sky.
It washes me, stripping away the mental grime I harbor from the stresses
of daytime.  Thoughts of responsiblities are lifted and borne away on
the
wind, mingling with last year's leaves and next year's seedlings.  All
around me whispers the music of the circle, the trumpets call lowly from
the lake, the strings whisper from the grasses, the pulse of Earth beats
beneath my head.  The symphony is orchastrated to the movements of the
shadows and to the play of the sky as it turns in its never-ending
journey.

    I arch my back, seeking caress, as my Father-lover descends on
me, invisible against His sky, save for the twin glow of abyssal blue
eyes.  I feel His size hover over me, like static pressure it presses
me.  The heat of His body rivals the hidden sun, but there is no
sensation
for me except pleasure, a quivering snake within my depths, tail
fluttering in my stomach, mouth breathing venom into my loins.

    His body draws in the night, holding the whole of the cosmos
captive within each shining scale.  Starlight reflects off resplendent
talons, each point descending to my skin, taking possession of me.
Tipping nimble digits, His claws explore my glowing body.  I feel the
static traces fire my nerves.  Wide leathery wings canopy over us,
beating slowly and silently to dispell the nuclear heat in the tight
space between our bodies.  I press up, feeling the slide of His scales
against me, running my arms up to encircle His elegant neck.  How many
eons, how many lifetimes have slipped unnoticed between us?  I catch the
gleam of silvery teeth, hear a low reverberation deep within his chest.
Father-lover, Embodiment of the Night, warming my cold clay form once
again.

    A fire has been kindled within me, and I long for Him to tend
it.  His shaft is Light, driving into me with the force of splendid
detonation.  I feel it streak into my skull, invading every hidden place
within my body, filling me again with brilliance.  A nova explodes in my
womb, flashing with vibrant energy, the sweet violent joining of my egg
with His flaming seed.  Life within me. . . I have become Mother.

    He lifts His gothic head to herald our union to the universe, to
dare any to challenge a bond forged in fire and silver.  His roar claims
my body and the swirling galaxies within me as His own.  The symphony of
nature pauses in response, creation listens with intent interest to His
proclaimation.  I feel the warmth of re-belonging as He wraps gentle
talons around my glistening shell.  I cry, for it has been so long since
we have known each other, since we have touched.  Eternity has lived and
died since last I gazed into the eyes of my Father-lover.  A rush of air
is chased away as His powerful midnight wings beat a strong rythym.  The
grasses part from the force and I am lifted, with the tender care of a
Father holding His Child, and I feel a dizzy sense of ecstasy as we
spiral up into the sky.

    The universe enfolds us like a welcoming blanket of velvet and
diamonds.  Together we return home at last.  Mother, Father, and our
children . . . the stars.

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October 10, 1995