Red Wave Petunias shower over clay,
\nAll things can open up and show their light.
\nA life becomes transparent in warm May.
\nTransparent to transcendence born from night.<\/p>\n
Their eyes the leaves foam into greening smiles
\nto Father Sun and Mother Sea of dream.
\nThey feel the music, sibling Wind breathes miles
\nthrough body, bread and crown beneath the stream.<\/p>\n
It is the night of meeting ringing gold
\nthat dance and sing in drippings of the womb.
\nA rushing waterfall that drapes us cold.
\nOur salmon hearts dive in the unseen room.<\/p>\n
We sprang out from the sea by silent sounds,
\nAnd fire ringed God’s swung open spirits’ clouds.<\/p>\n
\u00ac\u00a9 2007\/2009 Stephen Pickering<\/p>\n
(there still will be a bunch of iteration to do on this one. I finished it, not hurriedly, but in one sitting because of the importance of composition.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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