Eros/Logos
Tightly wound
Spiralling upward
Locked in ferocious love
Must not separate
On pain of mutual death -
Without the numen both fail,
Wither, fall,
The double helix cannot be sustained -
Without the passion of eros
Ideas are arid, bloodless arenas.
Without logos, the drive to meaning
The furnace of truth
Where imperfection burns away
Cannot be rendered true.
Hand in hand
The lovers venture forth
Past the angels
Through the adamantine gates
Out to the waters of creation.
--
Richard Posner
