Pebbles At Your Window

By Nathaniel Wolfe

Almost every night I stare into the window of cyberspace, like a suitor outside the window of my lover, tossing pebbles to wake and call her to me. The verses, poems, and sentiments within these pages are a year’s worth of pebbles tossed out to the ether in abject hope that they would reach those I love with a profound sense of desire for them to know my unfaltering dedication to their happiness. Sometimes, despair over takes me at the psychic distance between my heart and theirs, as is the conundrum of all who love. It’s our other-ness that is the source of both the joy and the pain that comes with joining and separating again, undulating in the waxing and waning of the waves of circumstance. Each page is a good night wish, and a knock at the window of my lover’s soul.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nathaniel Wolfe
• Release date: May 7, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310221125

Nathaniel Wolfe

Nathaniel Wolfe has degrees in English writing, History, and Philosophy. He currently teaches a southern Chinese style of kung fu, Hatha Yoga, and Taijichaun in the town of Carlisle, PA. In addition to these physical endeavors, he is a rock climber and a runner. When he is not in town teaching, he spends his time on his central PA property experimenting in sustainable agriculture, poly-culutre, animal husbandry and breeding with intentions of providing for the basic needs of those in his life by the work of his hands.

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Pebbles at Your Window

Nathaniel Wolfe

Cover Illustration by Nathaniel Wolfe

Cover Design by Mary Parks

Author Photo by Jaron Spoja

Published by Nathaniel Wolfe at Smashwords

Copyright 2014 Nathaniel Wolfe

CONTENTS

Dedication

Prologue

The Light of My Universe Shines from Your Window

Laboring the Flesh of Your Earth

The Tempest

Falling into Night

Myths of Us

About the Author

Dedication

Without your brilliant light, this would not be possible.

I love you.

Always.

Prologue

Almost every night I stare into the window of cyberspace, like a suitor outside the window of my lover, tossing pebbles to wake and call her to me. The verses, poems, and sentiments within these pages are a year’s worth of pebbles tossed out to the ether in abject hope that they would reach those I love with a profound sense of desire for them to know my unfaltering dedication to their happiness. Sometimes, despair over takes me at the psychic distance between my heart and theirs, as is the conundrum of all who love. It’s our other-ness that is the source of both the joy and the pain that comes with joining and separating again, undulating in the waxing and waning of the waves of circumstance. Each page is a good night wish, and a knock at the window of my lover’s soul.

I

The Light of My Universe Shines from Your Window

1

in the measures

of time and distance

the 14.5 billion years

since the first explosion

giving eventual rise

to life here

now

What does it matter if I hold you?

Eons hence

no one will know my longing

my desire

the ache of my soul to share

that moment

in time

in space

in you

Yet I

small and insignificant to a super nova

marvel at the dance

of lightning bugs copulating

Perhaps our love is seen and wondered at

2

I cannot share my body

with the whole world

my spirit can soar across the universe

though

on waves of words flying on light

making love to all who wish it so.

3

I would not withhold my darkness from you,

to do so would diminish my light.

4

When the stars look down

they smile

but envious

even though we are

half way around the planet from each other,

The nearest potential lover

of a star

is billions of miles away

A mere few thousand between us

is a morning stroll

5

I so wish to experience

the universe's manifestation of gravity

through the weight of your form

sleeping

on my chest.

6

superstring says

there might be universes

inside bubbles

take your magic ring

dip it in the soapy elixir

and make us a world

we can love, Love

without the confines

and laws of physics

here

There we can fall

fast or slow according

to our whim

without fear

of terminal velocity

The surface of our 'verse

is made for mad jumpers.

7

I love the smells of life, of death, of shit, and bile, of you, and me, and sky, and earth.

I love the wind that brings them to my attention,

this information of my universe taken in through my body

into my brain, and affecting me so.

8

Were that I were a massive star, shining bright for so long

and you

the mysterious gravitational well of a black hole

that by falling

I could finally rest my light.

9

Rest your soul on my soul

I'll match my breath to yours

and together we can remove ourselves from this weary world

etching out our private universe where no troubles can find us.

10

When my heart goes super nova

its contents will spew

across the universe

its energy igniting

stars

systems

planets

new life

but what of me?

If my heat is big enough

it will then collapse into that singularity

drawing you finally

falling

into

me

A galaxy will be your wedding gown.

And I will wear the black.

11

My strength of body

deftness of mind

perseverance of my spirit

are nullified so easily by a sideways glimpse of you.

I tremble, am made dumb, and wilt of any sense of self

when one ray of your light falls upon me.

I am eclipsed.

12

Let me fill the space between us with