Safely positioned in

a miracle translucent space

we grow aware of

the brittle light beneath

our feet, the fairy-incenses

the cool-flame rekindled

in our gentle hearts

in arbors of fire-dawns

we grow aware of

the eternal cycles and

all the light beyond

all our mystic meanderings

the light that is

our ether fire-breath ~

The posture the positioning

delicately coordinated from

the miracle curvatures

from the reposefull labyrinths of

the dawns of infinite creations ~

The river flows on pleading on

in tender aquatic resonances

the vast gushing echo of

the whirlpools hyper-geometric

cadences silencing the rocky terrains ~

The air is moist ~

In your ageless eyes

I See The Great Lights

Of The Absolute

Splendour Dawns To Be ~

Circa 1989

Note ~

Jala Durga ~ The Primordial Mother Of The Vast Waters ~