Into the sun,
I painted the lips of my God
and kissed them
with a very vivid projection of my imagination.
Through my dreams, dreaming consciously I held close to me the mouth of divinity
Like fire it warmed the tip of my tongue
and smelled like sweet vanilla sugar
Like silky milk it poured down the back of my throat
and hit my stomache with a smile,
at lower things.
I lay before the sun,
My patience is blessed
Nature giving me the most highly regarded love
Live in paradise
walk down the path of the most beautiful garden.