Two Beings

Two vast urns pour a milky way of light
Descending gently down my spine;
Two vast eyes with an inverted sight
Watch the calm spaces brightening within.

I breathe, I speak, I taste, I sleep,
Yet sleep not nor taste, speak or breathe;
Ceasing my surface life now deep
I have withdrawn myself in my luminous sheath.

Not yet in the superconscient am I ensconced
Nor completely in inconscience dwell;
The bliss of heavens I taste when tranced,
The joy of a mystic union in hell.

Two beings have made me their natural home
Abiding in my walls and my spacious dome.

1985

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