Like the Embers

Fierce red light beaming down

From somewhere near-to-God

Walks across the audience and

We glow like the embers that

Ring the eyes of a hunting harrier.

Every note, tune, gesture

Up there, down here is

A Zen archer’s arrow –

Carrying bright, crowded memories

From the blues-and-gold-dream

Storms that were times-back-then

Through flames and ego-frames

Into the heart of the rainbow

That is the now:

The one and only

Here and now.

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