We spoke each other's name into the late hours. I, in voice, since Yours are the Most Beautiful Names; and You, in silence, aptly naming my nothingness. Until dawn we went on like that, my myriad questions always answered by the same reply... What silent wisdom! Truly: "Knowledge is a single point." I raised up my hands and you held me with unseen Arms. We danced until the stars returned to the void. I pray, and the words are Your own. So, without power to move or breath, I close my eyes and open Yours... ...and watch the stirrings of the Dawn.