(all these expansive nighttimes)
all these expansive nighttimes
fire like stellar flowers
detonate and unfold their petals:
a lotus floating in snow.
the storyteller with the blue body of
skysurroundingstars
turning leaves slowly:
leasing whispers from the library.
i am alert to the capacity of the caverns of the chest
entirely impressed by such depths
rejoice in my fearless falling:
dizzying the spells of the abysmal.
we are the shadow of a great moving body.
we are a trace of all things.