Aum; you extend in an all-meaningful confluence

Aum; you extend in an all-meaningful confluence
Of maps and fictions. When I think I know
Something of you I quickly realize
That all I'm knowing is my language-self.

I meant another object in a time
Without a time; an other subject out
Of time with this or that or out of order,
Expressed so far-removed from understanding.

Beloved, I move in you in a sense
That you are this dull language I inhabit
When seeing, knowing, thinking or being;

I laugh because the verse is turning while
The Sun is turning with the silver Moon
Reflecting back a personality.