PEARL DIVING  (12-20-05, Sunrise; Galveston Island, Texas)

   
broken lines      
of ink    
bleed out      
from tip of pen    
in hand      
through calm        
stilled mind      
onto nocturnal page    
again      
one word      
at a time      
begins then ends      
soon followed      
by another      
like thin      
wiry strings    
of black word    
pearls      
though so few      
ever seem      
to become true    
jewels      
yet still somehow      
they come      
together    
to gather of their    
own accord      
drifting up from        
innermost depths      
like sunken        
unexpected gifts      
of subliminal        
buried treasure      
they surface up      
out of deep        
mystical darkness      
as if to seek      
and reach      
more lucid light      
of forthcoming day      
slowly formed        
over time      
through some strange      
subconscious    
alchemy      
and other    
unseen  unknown    
variables      
of collective circumstance      
where hidden      
within some dark        
womb like    
space      
of moist  somatic      
obscurity      
they gradually grow      
one layer      
at a time      
until congealing      
into    
their final form      
wherein    
a single      
grain    
of seed thought    
sand      
can somehow    
in its    
secluded purge      
mysteriously    
be transformed      
into    
a beautiful        
luminous pearl      
or a single    
word      
alone      
which can spark      
like seed      
the sudden sprouting      
of new poems      
transcending    
even    
the oceans vastness      
beyond    
the depths      
up from which      
they come      
up from which      
this one    
now      
has just arisen      
to nestle    
here      
in my slippery      
sleeping mind      
dislodged    
from some    
other    
unknown oblivion      
stirred up    
by my dreams      
in which    
i sensed      
its distant shines      
soft reflection    
signal me      
while adrift  
away      
so deep    
within      
my own    
subconscious      
timeless submersion  
as its      
gentle call      
comes    
to only      
partially awaken me      
to pry it free      
from its    
etheric hold      
to release it from      
its inner    
journey      
as it releases      
me    
from mine      
where upon    
its sudden escape      
i witness    
its virgin birth      
and consider    
its      
curious form      
while listening closely      
in hopes    
of discovering      
any subtle        
intuitive meaning      
within    
the freshly      
congealed unfolding      
of its newly      
surfaced song      
so mysteriously    
arisen    
quietly here      
upon the soft      
pale light      
of this silent      
new days    
dawn      
now both
so gently
born     
and come
into    
their own    
inner    
and outer    
illumined    
ripe    
fruition    
here