Unfolding
universes
versed,
so far back
in time
we meet our
reflections
only in star dust.

Incarnate
for a milli second
mind destroys
perceptions of heaven,
leaving us spinning
through sleep
stepping high in
dream shoes.

Unfolding
love, like a temple
gates open for business
but there is no body home,
until inside
ourselves we watch
ourselves open into
bright, white,

opalescence.

We stand amazed
at ordinary intricacy.
I take you for a ride
into the inside,
your hidden light
dazzles us.

We have no language
to travel this
far back in time,
can only pause:
wonder with our eyes
wide open can’t deny
the holiness
of life,

unfolding.