Explorations

And God said let there be light And butterflies appeared Sensuous as a moon On a fragranted night With jasmines in her hair. And God said in the beginning was the word And the cataract thundered In a kaleidoscope of white Wings like water sundered Dancing on the belly of a stream Rolling on the breast of the sea. And God said let there be love And moon came naked through the curtain And poet sighed Willing but still uncertain Where she will go when day has come And passions are mute as a stickless drum.