I moved through a hole in space. I stepped forward. Sarai was there waiting for me, looking at me with calm eyes.

I saw that we stood together on a cliff, and far, far below, raged the sea. She smiled at me and my heart ached with her beauty.

The endless gray sky shimmered above us, and I saw how the clouds tumble across it like waves. I looked at the Universe and saw that it was evening.

Strung out along the immortal hills, the last flickers of light glimmer like stars.These lights, lanterns of the deep, glow softly in a day whose scars are fading away as they were gained, spotlessly. They wink out, one by one.

My wife, my love, Sarai, steps towards me.

Far below, a wind rises from the face of the sea. It marches from the hallowed depths, the home of the ancient sea gods. For the first time in my life I heard the song that it sang.

I behold my bride, and she looks as she did when first I beheld her in the fields of Ur. And she looks as she was when she accompanied me, alone, into the wilderness. And she looks like my Sarai, the Sarai I left to come here, returned to me after what seemed like ages. I know she was all of these things now. I could feel them in her. I do not know this place, where we are or how we will return, but I know she has been waiting for me. I see the lanterns of the sky in her eyes. I see heaven. I see the Earth. And they are joined in the eyes of my beloved.

Far, far below I feel the enormous bulk of the sea heave and swell above its cradle, rolling beyond the span of space, reaching for that Earth it once covered, the sky it once love. I know that it is the earth’s blood, beating in rhythm with the pulse of creation. And I feel it reach its fingers to the sky.

I take Sarai into my arms. We are alone here, I know we are alone. As I pull her towards me I hear the voices behind the universe whispering, I hear what they say. I speak those words now to Sarai, on the cliffs above creation.

Sarai. Soft, soft skin, hair like the clouds, and green eyes warm like the sea swallowing the sun. Sarai, the dove, who circles me in my dreams. She breathes her life into me, and I take it, and it becomes even more.

I whisper to her the words God spoke to Himself in the rain which destroyed the Universe.

I whisper to her the words a lover always speaks to the one he loves.

You were always mine, I say to her, smiling a gentle smile. And you were born to return to me.

We fall to the Earth and the Universe closes its arms around our bed.