Himalayan projection screen,

undulant sea tones brushed by

silken zephyrs.

devoted parameters of mind,

stroked wide open by jasmine.

a yogi's hands coming together

at the chest, at the forehead, over

the crown.

Ganga fore-tears in tumults of white,

precisely when she was given to flow.

Shakti pregnant with afterglow,

lifegiving--unbroken in labor.

an ambrosial garden

giving off remembrances...

the whole lot of seasons to

lifetimes.

scents that trip the turn of a

bloodstone to its inward sun.

the let-go of paradises Christed

to their consciousness, married

to otherness--then no other.

first the feeling of having been

there, then that feeling relieved

of having been anywhere.

emerging cowls from densifying

mists, hanging around featureless faces.

instantly recognizable strangers

of pain, walking barefoot on snow.

leaving footprints that stalk that

downy white straight to the hearth.

givers and bearers of all its variety--

shattering circulations of its lifeblood,

cold to the touch.

they come for those whom they come--

without exception, and are known for

all that they are.

a desert's sapped gold, desolately

faced--struck by serpents whose

venom is a rising chorus.

vanity mirror of a sun that cannot

be imbued by secondariness.

spittle oasis' of a wanderer sinking

journey-less steps into the wending

tracks of serpents.

strung and unstrung along by dead-silent

arrays, multitudinal whispers of demons.

the slow decomposition of worship,

a promise to a promise, to a promise--

visibly lost.