giving life to all shapes
bringing meaning, definition
striking lines that captivate our eyes
you take the darkness’ breath away

inspiring every figure
every dancing body
shimmering water
shining faces
outlining the presence of the giver
who gives within and without

nothing can escape
your penetrative imminence,
you are invisible
making all things visible
indefinable,
yet definer of all things
seen and unseen

inherently mesmerizing
and externally extending
into atmospheric realities
speaking the ancient tongue
through your touch
allowing new creation to speak
all divine reinvigoration

can we study you?
or do you study us?
un-static life force
we move and breathe
and have our being

nothing can stop
the advancement of your
delicate fingered rays
that draw, sculpt and mold us
forming all into being


harkening, emboldening
discovering, releasing
your indwelling force
encapsulating the energy
of your kindred elements
shadows falling then arising
disappearing yet creeping slowly
back up the gentle dresses of the slopes
to the kissing peak
empowering consummations


where light meets light

speaking the unspoken word
you silently whisper your testimony
so we can fall in love
and make love
in the beauty and mystery
you render
amongst the indwelling fading glow
and outpouring of
your brilliant luminosity

when stoic forces stretch
we know you do not sleep
but speak your radiance
elsewhere until you return
transforming yesterday’s drear
into a new morning

are we only wading
in shallow immersions of your
perceived unfathomable dimension,
unknowingly?
are we still waiting for you
half-hidden
half-sheltered
in shacks with tiny cracks that still
shine through uplifted, revolving
streaks of moving dust
suffocating our lungs and hearts?

doesn’t one sun ray
through a tiny hole reveal
we are not as destitute
as we might think
for you are not even afraid
of our darkness
for it is like day to you?

there is no hiding from you.

but often we are still
bed-ridden below
your destination of love
which strikes the ground,
rolling it all away
into an abyss

we are still waiting for you
to fully cast your gaze
as we step freely inside you
and let you trace our nakedness
on fresh, crisp paper
and finally breathe clean air again















but we have always been
fed from your touch
between the sweet blades of grass
birthed in dirt and showers
pastel colors soaked for centuries,
ages and eternity
for travel is timeless, spaceless
endless in your eyes

we cannot articulate
the silence of your powerful words
crying out of our unforsaken form
speaking volumes, filling pages

no language can declare
the burning pulsations of your voice
day after day

breaking silence with silence
leaving us in awe
over golden landscapes
and tender casts upon
sleeping forms interwoven
like the shadow dances
of butterfiles
dangling on window walls



lustrous shafts enveloping
the crossed beams
flowing through your veins
seen in the old oak doorways
imprinting the break
between earth and heaven






we are bathed in your current
drowned in the power of it all
uplifted in the waves of your pursuit
whether we know it or not

for we shall one day see fully
we shall one day love deeply
when we step into the space

Where light meets light