Sunday, 29 May 2016

that smile of yours


that smile of yours 

you weren't
born yesterday
there are some years
washed out
under that
bridge
you didn't just
step out of the
celestial garden
naked
delicious
with dew
(look now,
i've undressed you)
yet your smile
is newer than
the minute,
ahead
my every
leap of
heart
you
are
the
very
brilliance
that's yet
to shine
hidden still
dark matter
they call it
between
the
stars
let it
blow
ain soph aur*
 

        24 may 2016
        a wet morning road
 
*from the Jewish Kabala, the manifestation of the creator as limitless light

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