Flower Child

The silent poet speaks
Into the soul’s retreat
Proposing

Dances of the flesh
To the stars’ request
Of breathing

O how this fragile frame
Orchestrates her arcane
Exploration

Into stances that remain
Mysterious past the wane
Of wonder

Positions to unfold
The secret the mind holds
Eternal

Never shaded by a time
Ceaseless love in rhyme
With being