clearest crystal bodies, springling want,
none lost, none found, but bound truth.
and it shall be seen by souls--a soul,
from two to one, to two, to none:
a magic carried to all the spaces,
four corners, four ways, four dreams, four aces.
it smiles, cries and dies at this moment,
breakign through time to halting atonement.
sparkles and oceans and trees of birth,
holdign back nothing, a silver mithril mirth.
i cannot believe this newest rationality,
like a moonlit, sunlight super-reality,
this happiness is one, a single creation,
as if the entire globe had gone and taken,
each name, each place, each thing to see,
melted and purifed it into one truthful being.
on line, one dimension, one love and one heart,
an explosion, gone nova, i feel like a star.