Leave the window of your soul cracked just a bit So that I may come in and bathe, To splash in your iridescent turquoise ethers .. Your vibrant electric soul is crackling and hissing Like waves .. as they dissolve .. upon a pure dazzling black isthmus of sand .. Here we soar unencumbered by limits of night or day, In softest twilight, ever breaking into realms of delight. When I arrive, I unfold .. like a thousand cranes of origami .. lightly nuzzling the dreams, ..gently unfolding bruised wings from militant angels ..Arise. Be healed! The violet surf crashes upon this beach with hardly a sound Violet, then turquoise, then the palest of gold with rose.
The angels shed their troubled tasks
Brought from the glaring lights of day.
Soar. Know you are beloved!
How many shall dance between the spheres
Between the planes, the very dimensions
.. I cannot know.
I see only that your window has been opened ..
The cracks of consciousness need only a sliver of awakening
To slip through, in their night robe and velvet slippers,
To make themselves known ..
(I know)
That blessings shall be received, and that soaring
We are lifted beyond the transgressions of this world
To another place only glimpsed by day
Deep
in the lotus chambers
of your turquoise electric heart.