Knot of Fire

We are as angels.

Breath quickening

In,

and upwards

as our spine

is moved to place

while energy,

rushes upward

through heaven spun

eyes turned

smiling

The head

is a vacuous shimmering

with the edges outside

extended.

Here the shoulders’

free movement

crests infinite perspective

And living as the Source,

Is the crown of fire –

The topmost jewel

sight of infinite

flight.

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(23 November ‘81)