Sapphire clear light at the inner tips of my eyes

knit into the corners above and below. Between the play of zoom

and wide angle, the world appears and disappears

Between the constant and ever-changing,

my momentary apprehension, the trace of its there-ness

articulates absence. Within the sensed inner tips of my eyes

an instance of mind’s apprehension of itself,

in the body, pulses there-ness. The body itself a constellation of instances

The tree before me that I name as TREE

that I feel as spine/ the rootless space that the tree emerges from

The words I use, or the unnamed sensations,

the space around before and through, not yet, by definition

habitually present, mirrors presence, as does the lake

the moon. Tree of life, tree of descent, tree of offerings

Sapphire sure, etched and resplendent!

Between the habitually present and the sapphire sure,

between an array of color and spellbinding light,

no lines are drawn, no center differentiates periphery

May the rays emanate all ways. May the mind of the Buddha

and my mind be one with the world and beings

May these words and images be un-deluded

May this fleeting glimpse of reality

be replenished and endure. Far and near in a single glance

in the midst of life, with breath and heartbeat

sustaining… O poetry, O crystal tree

that bursts beneath the tongue

and slaughters the eyes O peyote, O psilocybin!

Delusions all! Devoured and vanquished

The ghost of their rising lingers in the deepening

slash of these words. On this fourth Sunday in the year of the wood sheep,

in a city besieged cathedral of poplars and eucalyptus

All establishing visions dissolved

and unborn May I wake

as I rise May it be auspicious!



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