Muscles of the bold black sky rippled stars 
The warrior Perseus, his bow str… aimed flaming arrows towards
 the brilliant constellations roami…

Pearl on the tip of my nose drops into the Ocean of Milk flooding my heart

My heart is a celestial bedroom where my Lord hastens unto me I have placed a garland of stars around his neck and pierced His ears with the hone…

At the gates of Heaven I sit and sing Your praise Where is Maya now? when the only sound my mind can hear is Hari Nam

When I recall how close Your sacred lips are to my listening ears and I remember that

Your hand upon my heart as if the life which had ebbed awa… suddenly restored and the eyes unaccustomed to this unusual brilliance

I love my little Buddha husband sometimes I watch him as he naps his face assuming the soft delicat… lines of a child or an angel asleep on God’s bosom

In shimmering ebb of evening’s closing tide I kneel and kiss Your jeweled footprint Above a trillion super stars

At an airport garden in Hong Kong I sit and refresh my traveling spi… amidst an effusion of lucky bamboo Crepe white and fuchsia orchids coyly fan their geisha faces