In the green shadows of morning hours
I will search for sacred flowers
Would I take a leaf for my teacup?
Would I stay up
For days and days
And, change my ways
The sound of words dissociated from my lips
My vision doubled
My time disconnecting
The voices of gods whispering into my empty spaces
Would I return to the vibrating auras of salt
Where all things living watch the heavens and dance?
Only to say I am grateful