In the bubble looking out

My mind can take me

into sunsets

over oceans of delight


It can lead me

in the darkness

with a bare light bulb


I know words can freeze

my face

in an icy puzzled look


In dreams I fly

in mountains

with a body made of light


Other times the truth

has found me

in a bubble looking out

If the god of love

If the god of love

was a flower on a green plate

the plate would be as big as the world


bigger than imagination  

the flower would be everywhere

and it would always want to touch you

gently on the cheek

a thousand finger touch

while it somehow raised you up

to a higher brighter sky

than you had ever known    

                      a sky of love