The clouds packed the sky like
drops in a cereal bowl
blocking, holding back whatever intrepid
visitor might attempt to dip a spoon
and taste its substance.

Music is happening…
I don’t know the song—
the minor octave heard.

breaking through the clouds
the sun, a fiery dragon,
lights the sky.

Climbing the Tower of Babylon…
 not in search.
A silent voice, “Go up, Reach up, You’re already there.
You LIGHT this world as I do!’

Did I hear that?
Was I speaking in tongues
with no one present to interpret?

No-thing needs to be offered.
The Divine descent begun.

“What you seek is seeking You”

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