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Windows
congenial black holes
welcome mats to mysteries
perhaps th’ other side
of the world
or th’ universe
or another time
or a looking glass
from unseen eyes
curious of us
at our sadness
about what was so much more
in its youth
about our wonderment
at its aging gracefully
by Nature’s witching wand
After the Rain
one Morn cherish’d I
when Mother Earth
step’d from her shower
don’d her favorite robe
and invit’d Half Moon
to have breakfast
with the Sun and Me
brook
be drawn our eyes
to thy voice
a caravan
of seemingly diverse chatter
but spellbinding
to our sanity
with wondrous reverie
limitless
eyes overwhelm’d
by Heaven’s chandeliers—
minds challeng’d
by roofless Night
yet what of microcopics
and their microscopics?
a universe in a drop
of Nothingness
Beginning and End
found in empty baskets
on Time’s doorstep—
a trial of credence
heath
descendants
from artless love
of loam
of rain
of flame
of hearts
both rhythmic
and silent
let cast
an eye
an ear
and savor
their spiritual touch
their wonder
and know why we are
dreamverse 1
the card deck
of my footprints
shuffl’d
cut
reshuffl’d
dealt
to the many myselves
till I’m awaken as one
to a fading memory
of those last hands
sometimes
a struggle
to a complete fold
Symmetry Stopover
where two worlds
to her be but one
bridges their embrace
to new mix’d bags
of adventure
