Singular Point

And I, knowing you,

felt the universe collapses itself

around a singular point,

a tangled knot

of quiet gratitude.

A force stronger than silence,

less empty, spare.

What birthed after,

a clearer reflection

not of myself, or not entirely.

But of a fragile thread

holding the worlds together.

A solemn, difficult knowledge

impossible to shed, 

and carry forward.