The taste of a berry
The chill of the night
Upon brooklyn's ferry,
Our faces shown with light.

Can you play the part?
Tasting, in life, a sweetness
Without focus on the ****.
Of your mind the world is a likeness.

In shy silence I sit
Without distraction, nor fit.
In silence with a white candle lit.
Calmness seems to enhance wit.

Symmetric lights in my head.
An abstract reaction
To the enormity of life
Which we see just a portion.

Don't contort out of fear.
Stretch yourself beloved dear.
Soon we'll reach out
Beyond what we know.
Beyond all boundaries
Of friend and of foe
Of bodies and space
Soon we'll speak truely
Without pretension
Falsities, and convention.
Soon we'll listen so well
We won't need to speak at all.
Don't worry