Friday, November 25, 2011

To Whom Do You Pray

Dying from nuclear weapon


Lying on snow hands outstretched to heaven


Appealing to the One to live again



A luminous wave spans the full moon


With mighty beings circling


Two black birds and a white winged unicorn.


Appealing to the One with poignant emotion



As the white winged horse without a horn


Descends, I strengthen


Caressing the creatures snout


I become calm in mind and spirit


With a flash of light


We disappear and awaken in the waterfall house of an Israelite