your hands are clouds
in my eye scudding
could I touch them
my arms outstretched
I lay myself to bed
cartwheel into dreams
twin fountains arc
through my resting form
impermanence
burning streams
phosphorescent flames
leaping eager, licking
at dark amorphous frame
smashed in pane picture
electric writing
embossed coup de foudre
iridescent image a
lotus floats before me
as I close my eyes
and smile
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Miles of Mindfulness 