Thursday, June 14, 2018

Momentary Reveries of Summer

The swirl of excess desire
Is inhaled by invisible bees
While the lover inside merely breathes,
Waiting, with the world, for attention,
So that I can become an extension
Of the stars, moon and sea etc.

All the stiff forms
That taunted my perception
Melt translucent
In empathy eyes.

Still the metallic brick
Keeps us gripped to the cliff,
For what is behind
— Mind interpenetrating mind —
The whole that is already there
Too much to bear...

Something holds onto shape here.
What is bird must only be bird
To turn into anything else.