“…until we dream of life and life becomes a dream…”
–excerpt from Stevie Wonder’s “As”
Caught in the movement of the moment
Amidst augmentations of aspiration, my
In the myriad meanings of life burns
With Sol of my soular system, as my
Follows in the footsteps of the cosmos.
Call me crazy, call me creationist
But I’ve seen God
S/he has the countenance of every
Sister…brother…that’s ever been, &
Of all the beautiful ones not yet born
That are to be
With lives linked like pieces of dreams.