RUMI-TISM      

     
i lay down      
the book      
my heart swimming      
soul resonating      
drunken with rumi      
i step outside      
to catch my breath      
gazing up      
into deep      
blue black bowl      
of sweet  quiet      
velvet night      
full moon      
fills me      
with its penetrative      
falling nectar      
of psychotropic      
opalescent light      
where pure  white      
translucence flows      
outwards      
in concentric hoops
of expanding
moon glow circles    
from its central  
lunar yolk      
extending out      
into dark      
peripheral heaven s     
luminous  celestial hoop      
encircling it s radiant halo s    
transparent  outer membrane      
as it s glowing embryo      
suspended high above    
concentrically    
spreads out      
it s diaphanous veil s
mystical bath of light      
in this atmospheric
potential sign of rain        
still yet  perhaps      
to come