Heart and Mind

SAID the Lion to the Lioness, “When you are amber dust,
No more a raging fire like the heat of the Sun
(No liking but all lust) —
Remember still the flowering of the amber blood and bone,
The rippling of bright muscles like a sea;
Remember the rose-prickles of bright paws
Though we shall mate no more
Till the fire of that sun, the heart, and the moon-cold bone are one.”
Said the Skeleton lying upon the sands of Time,
“The great gold planet that is the mourning heat of the Sun
Is greater than all gold, more powerful
Than the tawny body of a Lion that fire consumes
Like all that grows or leaps . . . so is the heart
More powerful than all dust. Once I was Hercules
Or Samson, strong as the pillars of the seas,
But the flames of the heart consumed me, and the mind Is but a foolish mind.”
Said the Sun to the Moon, “When you are but a lonely white crone,
And I a dead King in my golden armor somewhere in a dark wood,
Remember only this of our hopeless love:
That never till time is done
Will the fire of the heart and the fire of the mind be one.”