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.