C'mon in, breakfast is ready.
The eyes of the open heart, see all the misery
That lovers hide from lovers' eyes, but that lovers' always see.
- Roy Hall, 2004
A comet falls
In distant Oort a comet drifts
Until a chance does orbit shift
And toward the sun the comet falls
To answer Sun's siren's call.
When once the comet was undisturbed
Its orbit now, has been perturbed.
Descent begun, the final run
The comet's glory revealed by light of Sun.
And as the layers that guard the heart
Of comet's deepest, most secret part
Are peeled away, day by day
A glorious tail of debris is made.
Until at last, the heart is bared
The comet fears, and it is scared
To stand before the Universe
Without a shield, its heart declared.
Now, at last, the comet falls
Into the Sun's fiery walls
Consumed, subsumed, the comet's last
Is naught but a brief, swift flash.
In truth the comet fell
As the laws compelled
And the comet passed beyond
To either heaven or into hell.
Tu es ma muse. Tu m'inspire!
Tu me donne le savoir dire!
-Roy Hall, 2004 (for Dawn, no less)
