Cosmos Of You
Art by Norman E. Masters
I turn myself over like new earth. Soil new tilled by the plow of this Love. A hand parts me. A lightsome buoyant fertility sprung from the womb of a Stellar Intent overturns this corpus of condition, and I am as experienced as the dawn and running out as the sky between innocent celestial fingers. I walk on baby's feet that bud from the limbs of a Colossus and ride a Pegasus of Persona within an Eden of simplicity. I nourish myself with kisses that touch the face of a moon where light falls from an eternal sun. I am the child of One. And in the morning of the moment I give myself over and turn to face the grass of my being undoing my flesh like the wind as green as an unrolled meadow that is new laid in water. I pleasure in God and there run to Her mouth for the taste of my awakening.