Vision of Communion

a golden wind-waved field,
          swaying Earth whisper
surrounded by deep Emerald woods --
in the center
          a low soft hill       crowned
          with a single tree,
          branches holding heaven.
in the field
          round the tree,
                                      feral naked children spirits
          gather in ritual
             to turn the moon + sun.
          sinking through yoga into the roots
                                                     of the tree,
           reflecting sunlight by their soul smiles --
the one sun above begins to split
           into 3 stars
                                rolling apart
                                til they drop below the horizon.
the tree begins to glow
           with purest silver shining mercurial light,
           its translucent rivers pulsing,
           up    up
                         til the leaves sing out
                and light splashes
                                                 down    down
                                                into the crown
                                  chakras of empty lotus bodies,
                warms  +  falls down their spines
                til root to root the cycle is complete,
                                                  respiration.
this Union strengthens the light,
                it builds         it ascends
                becomes the moon
                and rises into the field of stars.
thus passes the night,
                til from the 3 corners of the horizon
                the white suns rise
                               become one above,
                               and the day     is new.
                                              ∆