a poem
Perched at the edge of an ocean’s deep hill
Cast and lain for a thousand years
Transfixed in deep yoga nidra
Universal sleep can no light penetrate
Looking east toward the Ra represent
Rising in majesty but not authority
Reamed gold by a weapon bold
And sweet surprise within mine eyes
Eased with charm and sentiment
The fables bend not heaven sent
But cast aside in deep lament
