Out of sequence light dabbles in
daydreams
Taking random memories sparked by
parallels
Giving new substance to them
Forming further inner doors of insight
Out from of its own ceaseless ability
To roam every nook and cranny of my
existence...
Past... present... and future
In no order that I can see light revels
in discovery
At any time or place appearing before
my mirror...
A bouquet of thought-blossom in a basketful
of days
All growing things memories from below memory
And a scrapbook of ‘happening-life’... happening
One stray strand of fleeting light could
make a book
One memory resurfacing could weave a labyrinth
Of current things captured... even a counting-fall
And a flow of thoughts swimming in gold
Sweeping through the tunnels of my mind
Held where heavenly things merge with
earthly
In a seamless happenstance... if I
looked deeper
Light makes me, ‘me,’ out of a myriad cast
of dreams
Playing the best... the fiercest shinings
of selfless love
Fallen from a collection of memories...
treasure-caught
And a deeper insight finding in their further
parallels
A mirrored wisdom-light shading things
in beauty
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