In the darkness of night
I felt your absence
in bone of my bone,
flesh of my flesh.

Invisible to the eye,
perhaps you hid within me,
experienced my darkness,
my opaque being.

Lunar eclipse balanced
rock of moon and earth;
locked into darkness
cold shadow of night.

Yet the sun’s light is never eclipsed for long:
The moon turns, and rolls,
like a rock from a tomb,

or was it the earth that shook?