the other alchemy
the way
not cast in phantom subtle forms
nor notions of intuitive dream truths
but here, now, and luminous
a world of men, retelling old tales
contradictive in performance
in their saying of the new
outer circles, outer circles
communities in rote refrain
the hidden college
a culture of more subtle;
participation
direct to the source
of this nun's way
stands not a lotus, but a plum blossom
tracing the creative cycle of 5
connecting original perfection
to human perception, to command
the point not far
balanced between before completion
and after completion
fire over water, a light in the abyss
soon, a flame under the ocean
the silver star of the wise
rising from the depths of space
twin dragons vie for the pearl
the aquatic dragon spits fire
the DNA emits light
Ipsissimus Laughs, Silent
in the gardens of drama and delight
no more to fight with angels and daemons
in the magnificent gnosis of heaven
no more to write of all sweet music
the singing and the symphony inside of my head
sitting on my plum blossom
the silvery cord touching my kidneys
attracted to the gentleness there
I sit with the Masters in my kausality, for a moment
doing what is always done
