surprise susurrus of bitte sweet nothings
stirs fruits of passion
seedlings and blossoms flower forth
a handful of jasmine with petals unfurling
nestled up safely in the palm of your hand

pollen clinging, daring, darling
die schmetterlinge flutter by
to whisper, kiss her, miss her
and send her best wishes to the will of the wind

legs perched, dangling aimlessly on the windowsills of my eyelids
pantomimed loss dampened behind bubble wrapped sockets
tip toes traipsing through an expansive field of visions
spotty with irises, blooming occlusions

calcium deposits in my skull,
fractured eggshells I've trampled on
great feed for a peckish soul
starving for sustenance I don't know by sight
blindly ambling, praying to be guided by faith
finger wagging at the wind, searching for east
sand swept up blows back in my face

through communion commotion becomes consecrated
discombobulated coagulation,
blood dried to my touch
wellspring abated,
vagabond wandering the ether
in spiritual deserts, I fight for my life

prey of the spiritual wolf
praying to the Lamb of God

crying out at His bleating
rushing forth to drown out our sins

dust spun into clay
molded by holy transfiguration
militant formation
praying to become triumphant in the divine struggle

wayward child stumbling on brush underfoot,
through rocky understanding dash against stones

The Word I can't see for the forest or trees
despite preventative measures,
burning through time

nous welling with cataracts,
cloudy waterfalls of smoke

Hands outstretch towards me--
my own held fast to decaying matter

foretold forecast of prodigal sunshine
cast shining arrays through clouds of witnesses

stashed wellspring of partial teardrops
scattered upon thunderous horizons

God's striking presence,
lightning in my veins
plasma begets sacrificial blood

the Trinity superceding all states of matter
transfusion of plasma,
flames dashing through my veins,
cleanse and enlighten my inward parts

a deviation of Your nature,
I dare to swallow fire,
praying not to be consumed