Sweet Galaxy
by Tigris Powers

Oh Spirit, little and discrete.
Sparkling star, sweet galaxy
housed in a human universe,
a world inside my belly.
So distant and yet I feel
the fire of emotion kindled
across my being made new.
I grow ever broader,
pink, velvet sky revealing day.
I awaken to other-ness divine
a dimension of dreams alive.
Here you are, illuminated love,
birthing clarified joy to life.

Grasp the air with empty lungs
Hold on freely
as soft, evaporated water fills
with fawn-like tenderness you.

As the vapid river confirms
your rosey, lucid Spirit to breath,
l shall gaze upon your form
made physical by this labor.
I envisioned, imagined, dreamed
your face one thousand times,

Grasp the air with empty lungs
Hold on freely
as the fawn-like tenderness
of you fills the solidity of me.

how I could not have prepared.
No dream could bear the truth
of such pranic fulfilling beauty.

©Tigris Powers, 2007-2008