Wild flowers, weed flowers,
seeds at my feet,
invisible geniouses
of the Earth,
Sorcerers of colour,
transform these ones
in violet, mustard,
fucsia, christian-brown,
- Assisian woods -
Chinese green, Swedish yellow,
smells of Eden,
sacred wild gardens.

Aristocratic sun,
democratic breeze,
absolutist clouds,
a crystal balance
that astonishes me
COMPLETELY,
Speechless and conceptless,
ABSOLUTELY
Open to be filled
with this Divine Balm.

Songo
1-7-99