NARAYANA
Over time
We shall fly over time
As cormorants skim
Fast as black light and suns
Watching pattern ripples daze
A dress of taste
In another’s dream
Who sleeps
Near eternal, an
Ambient drone
Slow exhaled life
As warm as
Revolving about that
Dim heart distant
So constant to be forgot
And we
Floating as hawks
Tragic as angels
Longing to dip and fish
Those exquisite ripples
Understanding
But not caring
The illusion that is
Neither wave
Nor part
A weighing of not
This and not
That
Dazed by art
Longing to
Drown in it
Over time
We skim and hover
Become dream
For want of anything
More particular.
—
simonhlilly 