Puja Poem

When I arrive
at her station
she’s all eyes and smiles
eye could fall
deeply
into those eyes
before
the command
even comes

“Tell this woman
what you thought that you need
for your heart to open
even
more
fully
at the last station
I know it may seem
that the woman
in front of you has
changed
but
this is
illusion”

I have nothing
to request
my heart
already a split pomegranate
rich red seeds
everywhere
staining
everything
eye am
already hers
surrendered

I tell her this
she smiles
with eyes and lips
says “oh thank god”
laughs
a laugh that will
much later re-mind me
of a long-lost friend
cause me to track
her down
email her

I tell
my wide-eyed puja partner
I wish
I had
something to request
but
her smiling eyes
more than
enough
more than
I’d expected
or hoped for
upon entering this circle

This energy
feels like sparkplug
ignition fuel spreads in
a plume
throughout me
a cloud of
flame roils out
like a giant mushroom
unfurling its cap
to the moon
she just looks
a witness

Eye would dig
into deep dank soil
in darkness
hunting for more of
these sparks
if eye knew they lay
hidden
beneath

Something
reminiscent
re-awakens
rewinds repeats rewinds
between heart and mind
beneath dreams
above daydreams
in the clouds
or stars
within me

This must be what being born
was like

And then
staggering
brightness

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