Light Beckons In.

Echoes of genius, man
land marked in places of the mind and geography.
I have beheld from foreign windows
sat at the foot lights desiring ability, feeling
in an assembled control within a free fall.
Creators there to model life in a lyric, note and scene.
Compassion without compromise in nature,
in city, in colour, in other.
You have released these atoms these explorations
I have made them demons and angels.
You will let go of me
I will remain suspended in this free fall.
By my own will
Not trapped not waiting, being.
This present is giving a gift each moment.

Seventh Lotus