It is blessed
cleaned of impurity
to be offered at an alter
of some sacred place...

where a dove in the 
Center
of a calm sky
races toward eternity
while being perfectly still.

Next, there's a woman.
A goddess I suppose
on a beach.

She's looking for something.

She bends over and picks up a shell
inspects it for clues
 then shakes her head 
and tosses it aside.

She looks straight up at the sky
ninety degrees
and says...

"On this infinite beach I've searched
the life span of universes 
and still found nothing."

Then a voice
I suppose from the voice
of 
the 
One
whom I addressed

vibrates from within my body
my soul...

    I Am In Here.

© 1998 by David Bozzi