High on the ceiling
in waves of breathing,
I can hear signals in distant hymnals
I still love now that I'm farther
I see the light starlit martyr
With the summer ends listless departure
I can see your eyes incensed in rapture
Like encoded cryptic, a Sufi mystic
Like lightening whelk spirals
and endless aisles
When the sun spins
settings in colours
I still love
tripping with others
I still love
now that I'm farther
I see the light
scarlet martyr
