Caught Up Again

Talent bubbling up from ghi Forming a sensual column of curling fluting to wings in fast hug of rising A smoke ring to shape in high moment of pleasure Not yet a burden fast turning to work Following grain of a life time of reaching out of cold earth into shimmering sunlight Like rippling watery history flickering Into sensations far beyond feeling Fingering flowingly timelessly reeling In breath holding thrall of instant creation stand back and look at what need has resulted wonder where when this surrender occurred A try at speaking the joy and torture of creation telling where it comes from and how it slips from experimentation to addiction