YOUR WORDS

     
       
your words    i heard      
     last night    over phone      
left a tingling    in my bones      
     a rolling    humming      
lingering on    awaiting      
     something    more      
       
rhythmic    poems      
     that speak    beyond      
the reach    and grasp      
     which most minds    either see  
or can t     or can  yet won t
     which my kindred     spirit s being
so clearly  so easily can    
     see so much    more than that      
here    and there      
     within    without      
and back    again  
     as and when     your words     
first journeyed    into my head  
     through my     ever hungry  
starving ears     last night      
     leaving  their     quickened footprints          
to dance    their clear cut  
     lucid tales     into the vast  
  boundlessly expansive     open depths  
     of both my     sleeping  
and waking     dreams      
     their abstruse    sculpted spells      
distant twinkling    like stars      
     in space    continuous      
beyond    my sleep      
       
     as backdrop to    my dreams      
like resonant om    of universe      
     sustained    penetration      
of night s     cleansing tide      
     on into chaos    of new day      
beyond it s     many layers  
     of mostly     toxic  
human     noise      
       
     your words    remained      
after you spoke them    last night      
     like nocturnal    sperm      
persistant    infiltrating      
     impregnating    some new      
spark    in me      
     that left    a tingling          
in my bone     and bones  
     all night long     a rolling  
humming     lingering on  
     assimilating     something  
strangely vague     yet somehow  
     deeply resonant     in me  
of some much broader     truth beyond    
       
     until it passed    once more      
again     like sun    
     into sea     into me    
as above     so below    
     through light s     soft dissipation      
back into    darkness      
     though    i sensed      
it s resonance    would  
     most likely     come again  
in time     like soothing  
     moonlight     sensuously falling  
on     longing  
     hungry     skin    
       
your words    though i ve only      
     heard them    a few times now      
still somehow remain    inspiring      
     lucidly describing    things      
i cant quite    clearly see      
     just yet    but sense      
in time     i will  
       
     each word    each poem      
consistently    revealing      
     unveiling like    an onion      
each layer    peeled away      
     so carefully    one at a time      
yet somehow from    the inside out      
       
     each line of words    another layer      
a microcosmic    lense of clarity      
     where intuition    flows      
complete    and whole      
     resolving such    deep mysteries      
the mind alone    might never know      
     were the onion    only seen      
through it s     outer translucency      
       
     yes  something in    your words      
tanslates    a subtler      
     knowing    in me      
where warmth    and calmness      
     comes    like a setting sun      
slowly    sinking in      
     to the deepest    inner depths of me    
where my dark     subconscious sea      
     fills with    luminous light          
so elatedly    from within      
       
     light that comes    and goes      
then comes    and comes again      
     that seems to    see right through      
the cloudiest    unseen        
     innermost parts    of me      
i sense    will come again      
     a rolling    humming      
lingering on    a tingling        
     in my    bones          
echoing    vibrationally      
       
     for in    your words      
some deeper magic    follows      
     i sense    will come again      
a rolling    humming      
     lingering on    mysteriously        
inviting    like rising moon      
     and setting    sun      
quietly    anticipating      
     new ways    of perceiving      
and thinking    about this world  
     and about     even deeper  
great mysteries     transcendently beyond  
       
     through new    insights      
of my own    unfolding      
     for in letting go    of old ideas      
in allowing    new becomings  
     i too continue     to allow myself  
to experience     learn and grow  
    to evolve     and more newly  
more naturally     further re become  
    ever more fully     ever more truly  
who i really     am  beyond  
     this temporal     me  
i ve    always known  
     but now     both see  
and know   more clearly  
     than i  did     before your call  
in part     through and from  
     your words     i first heard      
last night    over phone      
     which left    this tingling          
kindred resonance      in my bones      
     a rolling    humming      
lingering    on          
     still even now     awaiting      
something more    unknown    
     in me     perhaps still yet          
to similarly arise     and come    
     like some     fiery    
inner phoenix     set free    
     liberated     ascended    
through     your words  
     my friend     yes through  
your words     alone