Far off in the yonder
Hails the starry place and the cosmic face of the
Far afield of sight and sound undone are rivers that run into one.
As a light unseen is pervasive with might without hands bends mind into soul,
An fold origami fold.
The succor of moon sun union delight.
I am a man born of this – unfettered in purpose.
The cairn of my will in HIS hand to till and uproot space times blight with the eternal lean fertile as moon dust in glitter does gleam
In the curvature of a rain bowed light I AM fractured to bend into a sculpture of mended thunder by the force of Light.