You grew on my horizon like a wildflower.
As a forest fire worth of light-
Without burning my yard.
You became vivid, like a black dot
Centered in an infinite gaze.
Like a Spiral’s depth of momentum,
Within an ever blowing of my mind.
I have listened to you for years.
It always seemed essential.
A universe like a party line-
The last two chatting after midnight.
Despite all those connections
Drifting away sometimes.
You bloomed in my sunrise
Like a Surprise Lilly, Naked Lady,
Such a Meteor fireworks display of sevens
Without bursting all my stars.
You became whole like a passing second,
Suspended on an endless line…
Like a tribal dance void of beginning
Within and always beating in my soul.
I have heard this pulse for ages.
It never seemed to lose importance.
A lifetime just to pay attention
The last two chasing heavens.
Despite all the communications.
Drifting all the way sometimes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem