I lay my flesh upon this broken bed
Letting pillows of pure space have my head
Letting these multi-horizoned replays
Ripple through this infinite of days
Brushing back the edges of dreaming
Erasing every handhold of meaning

I lay my flesh upon this dying earth
Sinking too deep to care about rebirth
Blazing green wildlands too vivid to recall
Hugely breathing, valley, peak and shining all
Forest lungs singing green, so green, soaked in green
Enwrapping me in what cannot be seen

I lay my flesh upon this burning contingency
Until I’m drawn into pure transparency
Where one touch, one fingertip signature
Lighter than even this dreamt breeze
Ruptures a million tiny sacs of certainties
Until only love’s true shape remains

I stretch my flesh over this perishing place
Until it is but holes, clearings in bare space
Emptying me into a freedom beyond choice
Silence undresses me, giving me its voice
Making more than sense out of the abyss
So that I’m awakened by all that exists
There is no greater kindness than this