I used to compare this mystery to wine, 
as if it needed to be tasted,
or I needed to be changed
from one condition to another,
from sobriety to something
wilder and sweeter at last...
But "needing" was the very cup
that needed to be shattered
into sparkling shards of astonishment
melting in the unlit fire.
Friend, we were tipsy when we arrived.
No one had to say, "Let there be light."
The splendor was already here.

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