I came out of darkness and into a garden
where all light of day had taken refuge
in the smiles of shared company.
One stepped forth who caused me to wonder
whether all angels fall from pride or if some
are given by God to earth as gifts.
I wished that she not spare me her gaze
though from those gems sprung shafts
that pierced my heart dead to my feet.
As a candle shines in a hall of mirrors
reflected and augmented each to each
until the sum of all parts surpasses day
so did that company I was welcomed into
make a mockery of the night.
Our laughter in the dark pushed the limits
of solitude far into the horizon.