Abstract
Lips closed
hands half burled in prayer
I close my eyes
inhale the ancient memory of oil
resins bled of scrub hardwood gnarled tears
nearly petrified by desert storms grieving sand
essence of royalty
sacrifice
burial
healing satin streaks of liquid gold
the small clay pot in the cup of my hand
translucent frankincense on my thumb
I hold the miracle of your hand
your foot your lips your ears your eyes
your genitals your heart
in the sheen of eternity fragrant on my fingers
mark this moment
arise