Ka

We sit upon a brilliant ledge.
Ka stream below, flows on ahead.
With sangha eyes she plays a tune
through wind & moss metallic blue.

Through canyon glyphs where miners lived
her golden strings sound, echo, & fade,
pink & peach with rays & dust,
ghost stallions ride through buried rust.

Gateway mirage,
a cactus door lies in the distance.
Invited beyond
as grains of sands slip through the glass.
No one’s standing guard
where body ends & spirit starts.

Carried away, no backward glance.
No beaten path whose shadows dance
onto tomorrow, silver owl it hoots.
Again she sings behind the moon:

Behold illusion & shapes of truth,
bending light & morning dew.
Sitting upon that brilliant ledge,
Ka stream below flows on ahead.

Gateway mirage,
a cactus door lies in the distance.
Invited beyond
as grains of sands slip through the glass.
No one’s standing guard
where body ends & spirit starts.

Sound, echo, & fade.

(4/16/2017 – Adams Point, Oakland, California)

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