1

Tender blades of green grass

Smiling on hardened rocks

Silky pink petals

Whispering to prickly thorns

 and

That one name

Anchor in life’s thunderous storms.

7.

What does her eyes see

Earth’s desire

Buried deep

Wriggling to be free.

Cerulean equanimity of sky,

Simmering  enormity of oceans.

What do her hands touch

The helpless invisibility of air,

The quivering flame of fire

Trying to stand upright,

The shrinking  veins of tree.

What does her body remember

The satin caressing,

The tingling sensations

Heightened passion

She spread herself

Across the space

Reaching out to beyond.

2.

One

who is unrevealed

one

who is invisible

one

who is impalpable

one

who is achromatic

I  invoke Him

And

my  call becomes

His name,His image,His touch,His color.