To (H) Ator - Poem by Randy Resh
She kisses inspiration with the scent of living lotus;
raining resurrection on this body’s light of mind.
Her eyes’ imagination dreams a dance of desert day gods;
orbiting oasis in a triumph tone of one.
She speaks initiation with a word of no beginning;
talking of the Tora in an aur ‘a mouth to ear.
Her heart’s illumination lights a lamp of liberation;
asking ‘nihilation for each lick of elixir.
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