To hear the author reciting her poem, accompanied by Wayne Thiel on guitar, click here (visual effects also by Wayne)

From places very far and distant,
yet measured not in time or distance,
but rather in a wink, a blink,
a heartbeat felt,
a silent sinking
towards deep undersides of being,
from dream dimensions, velvet-smooth and dark,
and light,
and rich in feeling-tones come I,
and yet,
I do not move one inch on MY side of your eye.
I stand before your tightly closed
sweet eyelid-covered entrance to the world.
You hardly know which door, which eye, which “I” to open.
You are so many possibilities,
desires, hopes and dreams.
I help you choose, and you…, and you…
and in a thousand waking worlds
you slowly focus, here and there,
and in the dawning dusk you let me see
these hopes and dreams in infinite variety.
My deep dark light of understanding
must fire and illuminate your suns in all your worlds.
In all of them you open lazily
the shutters of your eyes.
I get a view, multi-dimensional and brilliant.
I feel your morning-multi-echoed yawns and sighs,
and now,
quite without moving,
I step aside a million times
on MY side of your eyes.
Your eyelids open
and in that ever first awakening,
when the first sunbeam strikes your eye,
we recognize each other in each other
and in unknowing knowing know
that somehow I am you
and you are I.
We are one soul;
though we are part of All That Is
we are uniquely ourselves and whole.