Gold Woods & Meadow

It is there for u there / always / for you to touch / when it comes / as light

it is there for u            there

always

for you to touch

when it comes

as light/or spray/or

like a veil

of grace or thought /as

ego of insight/or

heart

like always

the thread touches/like always

the radiance                       before

u did not tell me

to know

the art of youth             except for all

the years

it does not matter

had i seen better/touched

the radiance of

a/nother

self/the radiance

of self/my

self

mornings

the sun rises

behind the hospital          on the edge

of the city it rests

in the east—

a safe place/haven/zone of love

in combination w/the dawn/this

dimension of light/as always

this realm of sight

sometimes

happens w/o

knowing/sometimes

remembers

the drive

to be/hears

cells

clapping

along the rim

of bloom

b/t

dawn

&

sun

set

the hospital knows

its limits       the mask of whispered

truth molded

&

placed in

side the ear of

one

who erects

the scaffolding.     he sees

the one

who builds

the day

before/the one who

built the day be

fore that/the one who

tears it all down

before

any

of them

knows

each

other/or hears what they

have seen        none

can   save

the   scaffolding/or

the   light

if no one knows its age

or where it comes from

memory casts no shadow

on old figures

rising

out of dawn

like ashes scattered

a-cross fields of blooming

asters       the light

willing once/always known/always

silent

delivers

the wound

of birth

b/t

entry

&

exit                  the door opens

once

&

closes/only once

presents the choice/only

once/if it were more.

if only there were more.         Today

I am not

my/self

knowing

neither  time  nor

place/the egg of fear/the crack

of door/angels

frolicking

she inserts the coin

into the slot

&

feeds

her wealth

thru the archway

of matter

&

yields her shape

of color &

touch/u can hear

the coins

in the tumble

of gold

woods &

meadow

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