being sweet all the time
letting the sweetness lift and lift
my heart, radiating
up, up
filling the atmosphere
with warm pink light,
orange gleaming shine,
prismatic dust motes,
golden cream seashells,
fierce tiger lilies and red rose petals
raining,
misting down,
radiant.
enclosed in a dark diamond sky
white snow glittering underfoot
a sense of a dome
vast, dizzying, upward
up, up,
merging, growing, magical, unearthly.
floating in this little room
this temple, our spaceship
adults tucked like sleepy children
by a roaring fire on Christmas Eve
bowls appearing from the ether
singing their deep circular sound
ringing around the tiny room
merging, merged.
bursting forth with love
a crack of sunlight
in winter's gloomy gray fortress
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