Baby steps in the
Garden of heaven.
Today, now, from here on
Draped in gloom like
'An aubergine'
Landscapes of another life
Spent in the fields of innocence.
Small white legs
Running, scampering
Falling and rising,
To the pines where the foxes belong
And across that silver line of
Bliss and boats with
Long statues of men
Like Gods far distant.
I swallow a lump
Of these molecules,
Of yesterday's dews, mildews
And a child's untaught feelings,
In a garden of rotting jasmines
Which once with nothing but yearn today
Holds the shrine of my
Me!
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