I Charged My Sun My Center
I charged my sun my center steadfastly with presiding at the world's heart, even unto its essence. My sun replied: Call me no innermost limit. Somewhere a core invalidates my gist. You in your now-here, I in my ever-there together turn again around intrinsic fire of further, deeper sun whose light keeps singing hallelujahs having found afresh and always longing a focus still beyond . . .