November 20, 2011

Dizzying past

Slip through satin sheets of memory
Make love with the snakes
Fall into the morass

Look ..look for vanished empires in the desert
Freedom in the strange folk songs
Dive in the beauty of a masked face

Long ..long decisively
For what cannot be found
what cannot be owned
what cannot be touched

One curtain after another unfurls
Entices with a glimpse of the  beyond reach
The chiseled unknown ..unspeakable

And keep distance
Err the proximity makes it all fall apart