Hyper-sleeping in diamond dust.
Above the dreaming pool
bursting river feelings as
sudden swollen demands.
Let them permeate the earth.
Mother’s core contains all heaviness,
all sorrows and more seasoned scenarios.
Even though his voice
went into a vacuum void,
he was not confused in the darkness. Eventually the light passes through
Daughter Colma, universal child
silently waits on the high hill.
Persistant to find her lover again.
Rising in the gloaming, out of clay, her love, shaped by the beam of fire.
Until summer days fill with ash,
goes beyond the river’s edge.
the innerconnected horizon.
Up the arc of his haloed skin.
Willfully dripping prisms.