Tuesday, July 20, 2010

A Picture Seen by Two

What if we could share
as large as we can feel,
if insides didn't quiver
much more than others' eyes?

What if people were a tiny bit
larger than the vistas
that can only bloom to life
inside our hearts?

If only we could know for sure
that others felt as we do,
their hearts on the same short
giddy flight.

The mirror only covers
how we look, not how we feel
—infernos underneath,
where silent lovers of the sun

Give birth inside
to what feels
to be
pure light

and yet it's found
as in a foreign land
to coat with mystery
these mythic leaves.