When through my eyes’ ten thousand doors
the sun steps deep inside my world,
its arms stretch on and on and on
throughout the dream-mist of my core,
weaving in and out among those lacy forests green
where to and from in shades of light
the dance of life in love with life
inebriates the calm.

It’s then that shadows move on breeze-born wings
and shimmerings fill the mirrored airways of my soul.
Illuminations breathe, and
O SWEET ECSTASY
in your still point
stirs
the wildest place on earth.

October 1988

Photo Credits Text: Talarico / Calligraphy: DuBosch / Photography: Bachhuber