where the numinous

where the numinous pulses in the shadows
many truths are embraced 
as different lights
and different darknesses
of the same truth

here is the sky where we first learned to dance
moving in and out of the gray 
here are the secret half-lights of stars
aside the black and white world of capitalized souls

as i sit on the porch steps,
looking up through the trees,
we are out there
a refracted radiance of hearts unbound
faceted as we are, all shimmers and speckles,
'joyous as the clapping cottonwood leaves in the night wind

here is the language and nuance of home
here is the surety and warmth of sanctuary
here we shed the separateness of who we were
and become the holy oneness of who we are