Highway Sutra

 

Mad daisies swaying like choir bells

In the balmy breeze

Flashing in yellow ribbons

Between asphalt roads streaking

Naked to the solar onslaught

Swimming over forested hills

Hugging the crying earth in deathly embrace

Holy clouds sailing like Flying Dutchmen

Ghostly ectoplasms of mist

Shape shifting souls of evaporated water

 

Cars careen down emerald passage

Through golden heat of heaven

Doors to paradise glimpsed here

Among garden of wild flower mysticism

Nature painted in naked glory

On highway median meandering

Like a myth passed down through the ages

Story morphing with wagging tongues

 

My warm pate aglow with solar aura

Imprint of colors cascading on cornea

Total bliss blowing like bubbles

Through my babbling mind

Gathering the bushels of beauty

 

Till chest constricts in palpitations

Prickling like orgasm

Portending passing of breath

When essence is poured into earth

Vessel of mind vortex

Sifting like sand

Into bosom of Gaia