I wandered in * 8/21/14

I have wandered in from nowhere thoughts

to intimate flutterings and an embracing hush.

We are conversing without words yet within.

We are of all ears to a silent fountain pouring.

These skins of ours are wrapped in rhapsody.

The stale air transforms into morning lightness.

This is all understood, as there is no beginning.

What is expansive goes on without mention.

Dimensions huddle into a clandestine wisdom.

They lean against us, as if to impress.

Our secret garden now has all eyes upon us.

We are of cellular smiles entirely withstanding.

The one breath is what we constantly sipped.

All of the nouns in our lives are forgiven.

Memories have succumb to joy of movement.

That which had surface now laughs with us.

What questions we had have disrobed.

How we come to be one has no particulars.

We gave up the feasting on movies in the mind.

Where we were a herd, we did stampede.

The past now leaves a taste for the open sky.

I can’t look at you without becoming.

And I wandered in from nowhere thoughts . . .