Saturday, April 14, 2012

Poem: Fountain

(Crashing Wave, Pyramid Lake, Nevada)

If you would
Soften diamonds,
Send up a spray into sunlight,
Falling into joyful pools,
Rippling to the edge of forever,
You might slip under and, swimming
Become part of the movement and sound...

... Up ahead is the final goal
Adoration, as you are divided
Into the radiant multiverse...
You’d be there.

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