AS A COSMIC GRACE BREEZE FOREVER UNDULATING…
....GENTLY IN/OF/AS MIND
THIS ALWAYS IS THE CONDITION OF RESURRECTED CONSCIOUSNESS
WHICH IS NEVER DESTROYED
ALLOW BREATH TO TAKE, RETURN, KEEP CONSCIOUSNESS
NO/WHERE – NOW/HERE
and a thirst for weeds and earth,
as the angel deep within us needs our hands,
to make a dance of all this hurt.
It has us reach beyond our limits,
till we love like a planet though
we’re constantly confused.
We carry lightning in a thimble of skin and bones and dreams.
We carry everything that matters in a plan that doesn’t last,
while the stars pulse to fill us,
the way a candle fills a room.