I
Across the vast stretch of mirrors
Looked through within a lifetime:
A circulation of journeys through
mirrors fluid as blood
Pulsing inside countless corridors of
memories,
Through a swirling vortex of rooms and
buildings in the sky
Rushing across the gleaming surface
On one long reflective breath
Containing all that is seen between
birth and death
The soul’s reflections circling
In the fire of time;
Waves of heat upon silver roads
Flowing across the vista of one’s self.
Ellipses of thought,
Ellipses of language
Like the ellipse of a comet
Carrying away one’s name
On the wake of its tail
Across the sky of one’s life
II
Remembrances
Lifting in a spiral of the heart’s lightning
Striking into the far environs of the mind
Seen from the balconies of the eyes
Streaking away in a trail of images,
An efflux of glittering dust.
And everywhere
The soul’s reflection rising from the panoply
Of twisting windows subtly shattering
Across the sky, opening it in a private, inner mosaic
Of one’s face, of countless faces
Of all one has ever seen
Uncountable glances of the One Self.
Billowing in oceanic clouds of eidolons,
Washing across a million liquid roads of silver fire
Rippling across the panorama of the completely forgotten
As roads become rivers, rivers seas
And seas rivers again.
A fleet of fleeting reflections, their
manifest the Manifest
A million reflections running through the
arteries.
The blood locked inside a body that
casts an image,
A reflection in a mirror
Like silver sails in the moonlight
Beneath golden bridges of memory
III
Looking into time, into being
Seeing that our being is made of time,
Seeing that everything is made of
time watching everything
Ticking away
And everything we see is already a
memory, already past
It substance a memory of memory
In perpetual transformation
With the commerce between past and
present
Conveyed only by words and faint, small images like dust.
IV
The scope of one’s life gathered in a
small gust of history
Telescoped into endless eddies
Of the One Breath that hovers in the gap,
In the pause of all memories
Impassioned and empained
Running in detours through the veins
Spreading over the surface of the One Breath
Unfolding in uncountable glances of one’s self
As again and again
The mind like a silver fan of mirrors
Sweeps open in a flash of inner-vision
Flickering through the silver air
In a breath of recollected, tiny images.
Transported on a breath
Pouring through the diaphane
Of this mental universe, through the One Mind
Slicing in parallaxes of places and events
Upon iridescent spheres of vision
Within the effervescing moment
In a succession s of heart beats
Frozen in memory,
Filling one’s vision with the melting view
Of all which one’s blood carries through
the veins
The mirrory paths within running through
The body of memory
Inside veins of blood and lightning, of comet
wakes
Carrying away one’s being, one’s time,
one’s name
