There Is A Somewhere

There is a place,
a somewhere in time
when the human heart bears its own strength
to live well, to set aside the memory of
fear and sorrow
well before the Eastern sky meets
the laughter of the dolpin as he
leaps into the sun,

well before the pale blue petals of a lotus
blossom close
...in fragrant nostalgia
as Lovers
unfold their dark scent,
wingless creatures of moonlight

and here,
in the emerald forest
where the owl gathers the call of
brine and sensual seashore into
its whitewashed sands,
undulating dunes of a desert wind
and yellow cactus flower

the last white feather
spirals,
peace descends
on a lonely planet in a
distant howl,

in its nearness--a taste of honey
in its hungry mouth of Love.