minds eye view

some times,
when fortunate,
one blinks their eyes
and still the world
is once again
--just the same

and once again
the velvety sunshine,again returns
to melt the layer
of primordial snow, of the suddenly
shimmering yellow glazed leaves
time stands still as the sliver of sun pierces my eyes,
penetrates my spirit, leaving me to imagine, what the season
has yet to bring, i have
embraced her beautiful and somtimes angry shadows
but these are the theatrics of autumn
whose final opera ends with a dance
with soul invoked and soul in bloom, and on this day
we believe in nature's sorcery,
the alchemical glow
is from the golden ray's of sunlight
sweet as honey clear and bright
the cranberies crimson, fermenting and glowing
themselves sparks from the creator
white shards of the divine
that manifests it'self in the flicker
of candlelight reflected in perfect symetry
in the iris of your beloved's eyes,
the green and gemlike spheres
which penetrate and cradle you--
this is all you will know of the soul
to be loved by god
is to be loved by a woman