Morning Glory

Morning Glory- a tribute to the heavenly blue

Oh Krisna
morning
flowing through my veins
my body arch’s in pleasure
and delirium sets in

seated as an adept
waits for transcendental
Bliss

let the churning of the milk sea begin
creating foaming creatures and demigods
flowing in my brain

a blue flower unveils within me
its scent like creeping vines
creeps within my body

oh wondrous flower
bloom a thousand times within me!
my soul is divided and annihilated
in this unadulterated pleasure of existence

thrushing, tossing, turning
within my sweat soaked blankets
of gaseous filaments churning a sea
of stars within the infinite scape
of my mind wondering
wondering
oneders

let my birth into knowing
be baptized by a
white and wondrous vision
A field of heavenly blue flowers!
Entangling me in their cosmic embrace

they devour me
i devour myself!

a white washed sea
thrashing back and
forth
rocking rolling
this disbalanced bliss is drowning me
in a motion of emotional
transcendence

Ah! let the musical melodies of the gods
fill me! Thrill me! Krisna!
intoxicating rhythms
drums! let the drumming Begin!
i worship them with my body
i am their sacrificial lamentation

I am the vassal of knowledge by the gods into godhead
I am the starry sponge filled vision of the profane
I am the worn an calloused priest in his delirium
reciting prayers to silent spirits and daemons
I devour him!

the walls expand into a single plane of sight
a desert thousands of miles long, desolate!
existing three inches from my soaked face
and parched mouth
beads of sweat roll forth from my lips
and float into the expanding space between us
reflecting a thousand bliss filled worlds of ambrosial incarnations
i lick the white plane as if to taste the divine form of isolation
is it real?

stumbling back to my bed below the waters of consciousness
into the holiest of holies within my intoxicated mind
a place sacred and illuminated by devine wisdom
covered in beautiful blooming forms suspended
transcended into a single seed of my fickle form

as I create reality, forgetting my true self
forgetting my loneliness
within the oneness of my nature
divided I am whole again
as I annihilate the illusion of self
as I destroy
creation

a single flower remains in my divine vision
heavenly blue
blissful in its blinding
obliteration
of blindness!