Glimmering

Quiet calm--
the point of a single star
The breadth of your palm against mine.

Blooming release of new discovery
Adventures coasting down balloons of laughter

The lightness of you and I,
Glowing in a bubble of comfort

I have a place where I hide my golden chariot
and i only tell ones like you--

like you--so pinpoint the star side of
my bright and hopeful heart

stage it so that we meet again in the
cloak of the gentlest night

tucked away from the world--a silence
that speaks in synergy--

waves and ribbons of colors that
only the hand of nature can mix into
the powder tipped wings of butterflies who wander
is the way I smile for you--

and all your sparks
and warmth find out the meridians of my mind

I think I have found the single star who
may possess the compass to find my heart.

We sleep and I dream off and away
And in the morning an "unbearable lightness of being"
steals me away from the day, from the world,

perfectly composed, perfectly centered after,

I am intergalactic glitter--I channel new birth

new is all over me,
new delights,
new electricity surging out of me.

I am blooming.
I am birthing out stars.
I am a golden chariot with wings.
You are the single point to my star seeking heart.