Uncommon Lucidity

Disregarding the familiar closed habits and Washed into mind by morning’s arrival so quietly, then raging Questions of this new intoxicating radiance in her garden Spiraling in this foreign, brilliant white illumination, unfamiliar and exhilarating Momentarily unconcerned by it Questions will not be put aside today, cannot be covered, or oppressed Disregarding the familiar closed habits Driving her thought, separate from rational reflection The recollection of the moments when reason, judgment and deliberation were Left behind for moments of serenity in the brilliance of him, a tourist Falling into this sway, this swell of movement driven, driving Exploring the significance of this circumstance and touching it, grapsing it at times Disregarding the familiar closed habits Senses recalling the sights, smells and the contact, I let her take pleasure in it No curtain over it, allowing it to silently overpower her The moments over time, building into a narrative, quietly, softly Carefully treading in this, with feet bare, footprints almost unseen on undisturbed soil Again and again sharing seconds of humanity wrapped in familiarity and fear Disregarding the familiar closed habits In time, minutes and hours shared laying in the pools of temporary light he brings Her tourist helping with comprehension, guiding when asked Willing to share his own translation, the peaceful philosophy reaching her Imparting and changing perspective, changing the gardener’s promise His careful liberating freedoms, tolerating exploration, she welcomes him Disregarding the familiar closed habits Let go, uncommon precious beliefs, thoughts, gifts, pristine and unspoiled Reason becomes need, granting the tourist passage into this glassed-in garden Feels his breeze, his warmth, the depth of him, his movement, she smiles There is no other place so reverent, so warm, and kind, built for him Uncommon, imagining the tourist has never, will never be so adored, so treasured as here If he knew. She laughs, and then Regarding the familiar closed habits Recognizes that gardens are most common, shared with ease and naturally for most Nothing remarkable of hers but its solitary audience being Unaware of his own presence there