199th Chorus

Empty balloons of gorgeous?
Wild upskies bedazzling radiant?
Immense arcades of secret joy?
Caves of light, Ya-Vingo,
       dream-material palaces
       high in the texture
          of the high thought?

Nirvana? Heaven?
       X? Whatyoucallit?

S w e a r

Huge milky areas of silence
Permeated by rose petals
crushed in diamond vats –
Great baths of glory? –
Singing quiet humsound?
White light of black eternity?
       Golden Secret Figures
       Of Unimaginable
       Inexpressible Flowers
       Blooming in the One Own
               Mind
             Essence


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