SHOULD you embark adorned with the flame within my lips,
my Soul lowers bloom, colors emerge as brilliant petals unfurl
Breeze sways, that soft touch, sunlight a dappling

Her fragrant air, nature’s tapestry, as bees hum
as Butterflies flutter, dewdrops kisses
Golden rays weave, flowers sway.

Should you enter to inaugurate the pace, the calling,
and in service, exist to dwell, to slumber, to savor all that’s forfeit,
from the castaway upon the shorelines,
to the cosmic expanse,
to the fervent orb aglow,
from the discarded, burgeon into luminosity,
life transmuted into solar vessels,
from the vanished, burgeon into a tree.

One for you disallows the gaze,
Prohibits trust, hearing, reliance on rendezvous’ grace.
One for you turns into a lone fragment,
Abruptly transforms into a mystery vast,
A voice from which a throat retreats in haste.

Night descends, dreams soaring above the luminance,
Dream’s limbs reaching for its coveted brilliance.
Ships, with forms akin to creatures, traverse the expanse,
I behold all, execute every act, believe each nuance,
Cease all, hear the symphony, depend on your mysterious dance.

One day, a night more impulsive, more spectral than a phantom,
In your ears, or perhaps your imagination’s anthem,
Where auditory meets visual, weaving enigmatic tales,
Language entwined with chimeras, left to the frigid gales,
Of clairvoyances, old torches, neglected and untraveled trails.

In whom does imagination find laughter’s embrace?
From eyelids beyond, impulses seek your trace,
To discover, to caress, to invoke your aid,
In a star within, a soul greater, in the body’s impulsive serenade.

Nature never did betray the heart that loved her!

:: 12.30.2023 ::