From the opening, one can see
Flickers of light and dark
Dancing another world,
If one places one’s eye
At a precise angle askew
To the present lived world.
This Vision’s dream pulses
Like an omphalos stream’s
Constant thrum of blood
Caresses a nascent life.
My eye’s curve opens,
As the horizon catches
The dawn, to a distant
Transcendence in your eye.
(January 19, 2018)
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