Thursday, April 26, 2018

INVOCATION

Dizzying—to look to horizons
and watch the brightest
eye itself gazing,

enthralled across
the still-
bald treetops—down

to alight
upon billions of
desperate mentalities

where, deeply inside
the seed of each, a private spark
might be awakened

to leap and catch
fire, realizing a billion 
different guises—each new shape

of licking flame, a tendril,
a nascent
arm extending,

as if in the purest
gesture of giving—offering-
up to the others

somehow—different pieces
of the same
one light.

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