The joy expanded and I was still were I had woken
The merry flow of beauty was not lost on me
I hope never
it held me
licked its bliss upon my body
I knew where I had to go
I only had to release the fear
to wait, in patience
in gratitude
for a feather to drop
to allow the way to appear
The symmetry serenely whistled
fragrances from the north sublimed and cajoled
I remembered Pondicherry
for what reason, I do not know
but it serenaded me
from then
to now
The aroma sings of the deep past
A life before now I lived in its scent
it soothes my being into nothing more than being
it loses me as I loosen within
I sense the horizon
I sense the colours
I taste the wonder
the incense of freedom
of the unknown
of possibility
of a life grasped and confronted
I taste the wonder
Lago de Atitlan, Guatemala // 14”03”18