one day it will all,
like a spring flower,
bloom
into seven colors of the spectrum,
with it bringing the carefree
birds of all tongues
and the music of mountaintops.
then it will have to be stretched
to infinity
and at the same time
magnified
through hand finished lenses...

cerebral

eclipses

inverse function, nazim, inverse function!

life

it switches back and forth
between being something like
riding a horse
bareback
to the top of a hill
on a dark stormy night

and something like
lying in a valley
filled with spring flowers
under a deep blue sky
on a fresh day

- as

a gem on a crown