How miracles blush !
To inhale a soul in feathered inspiration .
A passing glimpse of heaven,s awakening through dreaming love ,
Exposed as billowed doorways .
Where ideas drift in a flowers song .
Where petals laugh now to find me .
Here inside the rush of color and bursting joy echoed .
I shall blow in leaves of saturated syllables ,
And batter piles of wilderness with knowing what is passing through me in windy distribution .
I crave the wind song that wishes to fly in spirit .