Rain
stars
many flames
Night
over river
flames
Of love
diving
Catch it
on the edge
of a star
Flash
between the pain -
Who bites
the mosquito?
The Divine Cosmos
Opens Itself up tonight
For the return of part of It
In what men call Death
The body rots, the spirit disperses,
All re-enters the Earth and Universe,
All is well and normal
In the Eternal Recurrence
Of the moth and the fly on the hand
Of the kiss and the blowing flower
Of the wind over the sad river
Of the Mind that thinks Itself