Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Out of the vivid pink of living light
our sentient presences alight:
ignite each other’s interest.
Stained with lurid brightness
by the shocking sight of difference,
we wonder if we’ll ever reunite –
or if we ever were a unity to start with.
The universe regards itself again
through us: a lotus noticing
it’s opening – refocusing.
Another vision we must part with.