Scarab burning lucid
In your dream it flutters
In diving toward tomorrow's deep ocean sun
Ripples the crowning nova mind
And drifts into your deeper eternity
Watches with silent innocence
As cyclones rip the dust
From aged shelves shining
Flings books
The beetle scours your typographies
For a glimpse with your eyes
Sunset warm
Making the dark sand
Glisten with wild abandon
These leaves of daytime
Dune's frolicking dreamtime
Fall from the only tree
Sturdy enough for time's burden
Fall to the dust through the carapace
Of the hard shelled world
Word their way to Cairo
Sweetly humming through autumn
A golden melody to trample
The dry crips plains
To fill the oasis
Ripen the sky with sleepy tears
And cascade the dawn's smile
Scarab burns lucid
And ignites the slumber'd sun