I closed my eyes

I closed one eye, then another.
I closed my eyes
so I could better see.
Everything dies.
I knew this to be true,
also for me.
What if I die soon?
What is necessary?
I saw myself under the moon,
not sure who is me,
who is writing,
and who is I in I see.

I saw more.
My head resting in his lap,
my human lover and friend.
It was not sad,
although it might be the end.
I saw more.
Lying in his lap,
his eyes smiling softly.
I felt someone stroking me,
someone else.
An image of the divine,
the one I meditate upon,
it was his hand.
We could be.

This is what I saw,
and it was enough,
to be held and touched.
I saw us three,
maybe one but also three.
I opened one eye, then another.
I opened my eyes,
and I could see.