I would drift out sightless upon the water of the endless abyss
obliviated of every memory and forgetting expectations.
I would glide zigzagging the trade winds of exchange
becoming a whisper of what was yet never could be.
I would burn nova among dead constellations
turning back all light from whence it came.
I would dance from every mountaintop
leaping carelessly within the wake
of those chaotic frothing ripples
called encompassing duration.
And then at last, at last,
find silent stillness
in the Tabernacle
of dawn
Mellifluous tumble!
Thanks! _/|\_