Aglow with spirit energy I heal
slack jagged lines within this froggy throat —
old boring gullet now I always feel,
suggesting vaguely darkly I go float
on flowery barges, ‘less I remember
how Light to light to healthy motion flows.
When Socrates proves a theorem in embers
or sand or tablet clay and soft, we know:
We’ve lived before, approved this math before.
When Jesus heals the cripple we recall some door
through body heart and mind.
Must open now in time?

Aglow with spirit energy I spread
as wide as every universe and fix
what ails our body politic’s smashed head.
I do this gently — nothing forced; no tricks.

But all I ever want’s to share my glow
with yours — for us for real now us to know.

Can we, snug-joined, find enough Light to light
our way out this mistake here catching sharp —
in stumbling throat, through sliding land, at right
tight angles to the happy home where cross our hearts.

They cross each other and twist around each other and grow together into a vine that can most surely make everything all better I just know it

Would you please pull it together and go
deep into the magic mystic fire
that’s sure to carry, rather than merely show
what works and what is anyway higher
and wiser, where we can all win by all
together heeding and answering the call.

Come on!
You need to glow
from the inside out
and coat your body
with
as you radiate
out
the Love
that

What does it do?