Sinuous Light Poem by Clinton Gary Langford

Light
lights the path in front

this night is dark and light
inside
the country of my mind

a dream
which Angel tends
fleets and fleets down streets and streets

this Presence in this city which is my soul
brings lucid thoughts
of crystals dressed in glory
wings of wonder

no fickle dream of Strawberry Fields
no Purple Haze
no smoky Summertime of gravid voice

in shock of white and blue
Angel's gentle fingers placed
synapse to synapse

fair refrain
jolted sight
shocked delight
fills this spirit soul

a far away place
is near
i am a pulse
of sinuous light