When vibrations hum and exchanges are on keel

Feelings within you grow as you then begin to peel

Aside the complex layers you've built around you

As the humming increases and joints get unglued



For everything you are, and everything you've been

Then slides out to top surfaces as heart comes clean

For the beauty within blooms with petals opening

As the richness you are unfolds amidst new hoping



For one has seen all of the cornucopia filled to brim

And chooses to both imbue, and imbibe, right to rim

Creating power within - reaching right down to loins

Stirring up other senses, as you then become a coin



They toss into the air and then stand well back as it falls

Not wanting to interfere with anything untoward at all

For their cravings are in tune with others than just you

And so where you are in relation to them is under shoe



Which they stick out to prevent the coin from rolling away

In a sense controlling the toss, so they can have their way

As you peer over trying desperately to see which side's down

Knowing well they saw it before they stamped on the crown



And then the peering becomes a gradual stare up legs to eyes

As the all-knowing look in their eyes shows it's not a surprise

For the toss was just a way to let you know it didn't really matter

As their position wavers not in any way at all which is tattered



For, even though they're bowled over by everything you are

Something else given them by another twinkles their stars 

And so you are just another part of their overall scheme

A thread of a bright rainbow which isn't ever - really seen ...



- Tristram



Christopher W. Thomas

10:45am Sunday, March 22nd, 1998