GRANDPATTERN
BEAUTYFULLER

Gratitude rebounds
And multiplies
Resonating, reverberating
In vertebrae & Out
Through vertiginous verticalities
Of early morning smilingness
Spinning little heads around
Like pirouetting angels
On a pin of planet
Happy!
Ha ha ha
Pippy why?
Because:

One of us
Keeps locating
The Mother Lode
Of yogic logic
In the simple word
INTEGRITY
And everything is
Reminded (easily forgetting otherwise)
That none of it
Has ever been & will never be
For nothing.

Indeed not! But
The 3rd-Eye Opening
Braille of Grail –
Ear-trumpeting Jerichoes of
Walls & Wails
And serpent tails –
Facilitating the resuscitating
Lazarus tale of long songs
Old & New & Always Young
In algebra of alchemy:
(Pb to Au)rora aureum
Or the Iron to the Ion Age,
Transmuting commuters to communers,
I.e., communication so-called
Becomes communion true –
While at long overdue last
The Last Supper gives rousing rise
To the First Breakfast
On the New Morning
Of a finer (finally finite?) finale –
Rhapsodic (enough the episodic!),
Melodic, Odic, Odd-(or
Even syntropical, symphonical & asymptotical)-yssey
(2 Ds??) [Oh yes, I see!] of
Goshwon trueblue Who-Man-
Kin-(here’s your 3rd “D” back)-d!

D-
Licious
Lightfilled
December forever to
Remember (hardly forgetting unotherwise)
That none of anything
Will ever be & has never been
Just Something-Out-Of-Nowhen/where/how/why
When you & I & everyone (plus Them!)
Becomes, can be, and is an intelligentle
Integer.
 

21 December 1976