all that you touch
delicacy
of your own
like a flower
all that you see
indifferent
not other
you are everywhere
willingly confined
by a blue green line
that brought me back
sometime
and this body
for a while
O the expanding
the dance divine
and I shall stay
for the play
for it is
rising
rising
O the lover
pervader of all experience
rooted by free will
things move
move as if
your seat
unchanging
is knowledge
flashing forth
this
thing
things
and that’s why
if you wish
if you wish for snow
it shall snow
synchronously
at places
where it snows
holy is that
soulful touch
dnalumuland 