Heaven
Heaven and Earth united
Scanning the East with a dazzling light as the sun rises towards the sky-borne height,
After a night long vigil the dews storing heavenly delight and carrying the coolness of the night drop in the bosom of the earth that streams in a heavenly light.
In the deep foliage where the hanging , trembling pearls dwindle as the morning wakes,
Gliding along the petals and blades,
The morning hour in the twinkling glittering maze with the magic power of light on the droplets blaze.
As the dewdrops in joyous lustre splash on the radiant waves,
In the verdant grass the watery trails teem down on a dreamlike face in an endless space.
Drenched in the moisture,
Where the entwined vines share the shadows of the oaks and pines,
The shades shelter the stillness on the dewdrops' ephemeral shines.
Breathing a scented balm in a refreshing calm,
Spreading the sun-ray-hair,
Wearing the glittering pearls in the ears where the sunbeams, streaking the space in different layers, deepen the deafness of the twigs and weeds trying to listen to the notes of life in the depth of the air,
On the hard rocks, where the shadows stun the motion of the sun,
The trees, sprawling the branches, in the sunbeams plunge.
Teeming in a haze in a glittering maze where the dews the light's magic conjure,
Floating free in a tangled mesh,
Where the radiant waves criss-cross and flight in the skye space ,
The loveliest leaves filter the rays from the sky azure,
In a collage of streaks of lights and shades the morning designs a jewel of matchless beauty viridescent and pure.
In the unadorned stresses where the circumbient air in joyous feelings shuffle the rays in the impassive hair,
The deep foliage dry the moistures fluttering the leaves in the glittering sparkling maze trapped in the dewdrops' snare,
The sun dazzles the eyes and throws the mind in a lake of light glittering with star strewn flare.
Drifting away from the rocks and roots where the shadows ensnare the light with the curling branches' sprawling hair,
In the filtering sunbeam drifts the morning sun in the current of the mind as it through the woodland stares.
After the night's vigil as the eyes in the shapes of things plunge in the light's murmuring tide ,
Swimming "sourire" of the bees and butterflies of light in the eyelids the light's cackling guide,
In the flimsy flickers of the blazing droplets vibrating inside the twinkling lights bursting forth and then returning to hide in the shades of the drops oscillating in the waves of light,
The moments of time synchronise the pulsating beats of life with the dropping... oozing...droplets storing in the breast of the earth a heavenly delight.
As in a watery glass where the swimming waves scurry along the brim to catch the flying sparks glinting in the crystals scintillating in hurry before the winking eyelids bury the ephemeral scenery doomed to destruction in mind's frenzy and fury ,
The dazzling sun dipping down to the depth where the drops of water carry from the void the filaments of rays from the surface to the base,
Floating free in the daylight maze,
Bury the restless moments of time in the depth of the concave shape where things precipitate to escape motion and drudgery of weight,
In the deep foliage,
Where amidst the branches and twigs the penetrating lights weave a basket with the curving tendrils' turns and twists,
Cull the blazing drops in the sun-filled air dividing the shadows from the dream-like beauty's lucent hair,
As the bees and butterflies dive and swim in the eyes' dewdrop-flares,
The flirting moments fly in the light and shadow where the feelings a vacuous weightlessness share,
In the bottom of the concave sky where the vines the tree-stems tie,
The stones and rocks on leaf-beds lie,
The sun rays penetrating the vacuous layers
Criss-cross the restless motions of time in the dust streams streaking the air with the morning beauty's burning hair,
I feel the presence of a tranquil soul moving my near.
Where the blazing sun fills the verdant ferns,
In the climbing shining arms trellises the creepers spiralling around the trunks,
Freeing the butterfly from the cocoon of the mind the eyes skyward turns and with the blue wings the sky-arch span,
In a swimming glimmering twinkling flickering stream of light in flight from the boundaries of the space and time,
A soul of light glittering in the water, air and rays uniting the body and mind ,
Moves in front while a shadow follows me behind.
In the depth of the void,
In a rising glittering sea from where the eyes the rays receive,
In the inmost colours in the ocelli the irises flip the wings of rainbows,
Perching on the eyelashes listening to the star beams' blips,
In a twinkling cluster of the radiant glints,
In a maze of the flying sparkling wings,
A formless soul moves creating waves in rings.
As the bridling hop,
The twinkling trembling dewdrops splash on the flamboyant designs and dots of the fungi and moss,
Where the sunbeams flip and flop ,
The dripping motions of the light trickle as sobs on the wet silvery rocks,
In transient shocks of the falling drops the wings free the air rustling from stocks to stocks,
As the shapes of things in nothing time's boundary cross,
The light disintegrates and fragments in bits of shadows,
As if the twigs and branches the light and shadow's innumerable butterflies toss.
In the restless gleams,
In the ripples and rings,
Where in a lake of light the wind sprays the foams of the dark,
Resting upon the heart,
Where in an eternity ...in a nothing... the eyes this sky engulfs,
In silence the stones sensing the trilling trickles of the water the moments surpass and pass through the hearing, smell, vision and touch,
The calm air holds onto the stillness its grasp,
The stars shine and laugh,
The fragrant blooms guard the scents in holes open and shut in the light and dark in nature's honeycombed heart,
As the beams of the star slip a mystery through the woodland in the dew-worn dark,
In the lees and shades,
Where the darkness cuts the light with the leaves' dew-strewn blades,
While the sky pours the joy and happiness of the rays,
Like quivering butterflies in sight,
The feelings of joy of being alive flight in the light descending from an ethereal height.
Here I hear the cackles of the maids,
The laughs and joys of the life in the woodland where West-wind caresses the leaves like their dancing mate with the lips of rays.
As I lift my ears to the horizon,
I hear the sounds of the waves breaking and dancing with the cackling lights that in joyous rippling the sunbeams shake.
In the sense's lake splashing in joy like naked maids,
The fragrances and scents ,
The colours and sounds ,
Plunge in the bosom of the breast as a weeping willow's arching branches ,dazzled by rays, plunging in the warmth of the light in the shadow where the mystery gathers sounds of light in the whispering heart's cerulean lake.
In the calm of this lake,
Where the wordless murmurs of the light and shadow sail,
Who are these maidens who bathe creating in the wind the ripples of breaths ?
Who are these beauties whose laugh quiver in the wind and grow in the mind as the burning light in this greenwood blaze?
HEAVEN AND EARTH UNITED IN DREAM