ok baby

294 Sun beam child, Sitting the beautiful morning expanse, Heartbeat soft and gentle as a morning breeze, Dancing on willows and wisterias’, An easy wish, Vibrating in wires to the underground nutrient matrix, Watching shadows lift into the sky and dissipate into the atmosphere, Morning flight, into the higher fortunes of knowing, Super sense child, Fusion to fission, The greater listening, Gentler conversation, Softer light, Christened with the greater system, Inner symbiosis Quiet trembling of first steps in a new direction, Morning body, Sitting in the belly of the whale The deeper well, Under the seventh wave Still renunciation that leaves no longing, No residual taxation The slowest words, Like tiny tears, Bubbles and balloons, My new friends, with costumes and colored lights, An opera flows like a blanket down through the ocean floors, A deeper current, Feeding the ocean tiny fingerprints, Heartbeats of distant memories, Sentiments made of sand, Doorways made of dust, Seeding the elastic vision of the crone, Dipping dripping midnight residues, Cloning the buffer zone, Toasting to the weight of endless enclosures, the buried receptor, In waves of folding cornerstones, I bleed out the rougher tones, To hold the ends of the dawn together, With holes in the rain,