Writing in tongues!

A light communion

A dry open sky waiting, longing,

As the desert rides towards the ocean,

A dimension where all the things I turned away shall define me now.

I thought life was one reality to come to see it as relative.

So the mountain among trees lay asleep, by its roots and elated the grass that bows to it.

A most auspicious association, the inspiration of which opens up the sky such a smile.

Fortune cookies raining like water that I may hear all the questions from beyond.

The invisible light bolting within me, as my persuasion a blanket of pins transfixes. 

For a vegetable to turn to fruit, what I would taste also with my body.

For time, best synchronized every precious molecule may vent through just as if I had been passed over by so many gods.

Per the alchemist of reality, from Lord Savituh a ray of light eternally worth beyond riches.

A diamond palace picked up like a grain of dust, embodied renunciation in practical terms,

That truth that may poison reality, I so revel in treason of all others.

 Suryananda P.