you stand
as if
a storm
so privately encapsulated
by a wall of living, thinking flesh
your heart beat is your thunder
your stare
the loss of one's breath
peering out from
the gaze of a thousand centuries
wreaks havoc on the average on looker
bracing against such wedge
oh beloved enigma
you flourish among
variables of the unknown
and this world cannot yet fully
encompass your quiet rarity
for you dull its authorative edge..........
(Sept. 24, 2010 317am)