I saw you

You sit in the incense and smile, tranquil.

Black hair, scraped back tightly above the silver colored face.

The apparel unfolds itself, materialising framing the mild

brown eyes, they gleam pretty in the fire’s glow.

I see you are so wonderfully calm.

Your vivacious hands lie so open there as they have done

In all our lives and you give me all I need to have

to complete all we have to do.

By this ivory white strong hand I am being reborn -

In word, speech and thoughts that became action.

You look at me with secretive taciturnity

You just send me the light as you have sent it before now

And will do in many lives hereafter.

I see your open sensuous dimensions, right there in the real presence

Actuality and my flesh is vibrating, becomming pure as always.

You body is a temple where the Divine has its residence

And I am absorbed by every breath there is, like drinking your aroma.

Yasmin, lavender and female sexual musk united in my blood.

Pumping muscles full-bodied.

Indulge in memory of universal baptism.

A constant explosion of sundust beams penetrating

my hard skin, ruptured by you that are inside me.

You look at me with joyful pictures that frame me,

a true spacestorm, infant of the stars that

dive over heaven’s flood of darkness.

I see my powerful dark hands.

Dusty soil under leather soles.

Hauls indelible traces in perpetuity.