When stormy hopes reverberate

as a nascent song,

in some vacuous vertigo…

for a solitary moment here,

in this little cosmos,

the earth awaits in infinite tension,

invalidates all the laws of science

(once…for ever…for ever),

for the booming sound of a gong,

to start, reeling on again.

The last ecstatic epiphany

echoes in the primal boomzooming silence.

[ Circa ~ 1981]