horizons filmy gauze
faint flow upon the solar winds
and softer still
the silence in the rest
of half dream's
gentle grace and glance
upon LUX entries
where we seem
in time
a cause
to look
and listen
head half turned
to shift the gravity of space
full form
a homing in toward memory
perhaps a distant hmming from
the moistened lips of dawn
dew drenched
sly smile
a multitude of god's
descending from the mountains
in the dark
by candlelight
lights flickering
fine spirals to the sea
brief blurry images
of other worlds
that gather
berries wheat and brine
mixed with a bit of thyme
brew masters in Atlantis