Artificer

"Our universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper" ~  

"wits grow sharper" so says the artificer

who divinely slips time to splinter our minds

era upon era illuminate ephemera on blank slate

whit of the whole universe cosmic chaos as pacifier

all roads lead to rooms within rooms on film

cut– split– roll– negative noir in divine realm

cern rays of frequency reveal Neptune's floor

sea to see into deep Meru matrix weeps feathery

lattice spikes waves lap at its golden door

seeking safety in the principle of least action

ancients connect heritage across faraway lands

splendour of Vesica Pisces traced in Nazca lines

wrapped in OOPArt reveal rock from the melting

hot– blue– white– spica roots tangle in sands

as if we have been here before atman of resurrection

bees in reincarnation all speaking beings go silent

caught up in this intimate moment awake in the other

quincunx towers face west ogival lotus buds erection

finial buds proceed with bas-reliefs counterclockwise

through gopura protected by guardian lintels arise

hall of dancers house of fire follow quivering apsaras

dueling monkey princes battles and judgments

with pale blue all pervasive right hand of Trinity

fly garuda dreaming the universe into reality

they compass us about linga/yoni cosmic chaos of youth

to the sacred dwelling in the knowledge of the truth

from defeat of siam and the bounty of Tonle Sap

sun– moon– stars– second Meru rest at Angkor Wat