Jai Ma Jai Ma

delightful to see

Only what is there, to know

where to place one's lips

And words, sparing - to

wriggle and writhe in ecstacy

To lie around

the sweetest breath

flowing deep long true

white blue bright

to feel easy and light

is this not the motion of

motionlessness - the endless

churning

Bastion twisting, we

confirm with and conform to

the shape surrounding

How does one describe

shape of desire, self

pining for vibrance unrequited,

desperate for destruction

desolate in rumination

determined to be there

at the end

eyeing that easy road, with

many leaden burdens,

the tip of mountain pass

beyond the garden gate.

How is it possible

to describe the indescript

but through the acts of

passion - complete loss

of self in self,

righteous, indignant, glorified,

condemned left whipped and alone

in a glen so green

our skin might slip easily

hanged on sharp branches

bone and sinew leaving the rest

to richly satisfy

amble traipse dance whirl

twist spin away,

away

and the next moment

and renewal

reticence

less than before

shape begets shape

invert and crystalline

fractal and enveloping

gone again

gone again

For love is like the seasons

it comes and goes

reason notwithstanding

arms outstretches and lilting

on fallow ground

open earth

breached belly laughter

Birch twig, stretched across yr navel

replete with flowing emerald

a catkin saying last farewell

in the cool air

dancing shapes alight

in these sacred curves, mountains

in their own right - navigable

by trust and closed eyelids

warm whispers

endless silence

that vastness in flesh

Feel those roots drinking deeply

and remember

what did it feel like

to be exhaled

from the infinite

pool to pool

a conscious effort to materialize

And after:

hyphae stretched, longing

passing sinewy messages

to distance crevices -

bleeding always, enduring

the bleakness of space