Out of sequence light dabbles in
daydreams
Taking random memories sparked by
parallels
And giving new substance to them
Forming further doors of inner insight
Out from of its own ceaseless ability
To roam every nook and cranny of my own
existence
Past---present---and even future
In no order, that I can see, light
revels in discoveries
At any time or place appearing before
my inner mirror
A bouquet of thought-blossom from a basketful
of days
All growing things, memories, caught
below memory
And a scrapbook of happening-life---happening
One stray strand of its fleeting light could
make a book
One memory resurfacing could weave a
labyrinth
Of current things, captured, even the
counting-fall---
In a flow of thought swimming in gold
Sweeping through the tunnels of my mind
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
Falling from a collection of memories---all
treasure caught
And a deeper insight working---in their
further parallels
A mirrored wisdom-light shading things
in beauty
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