Who did we think we are?

[Kailashana]

Did we happen to surrender
small chunks of earth we claimed
as our own for a musical pathway to the stars?
Did prayer flags unfurl our camel's survival
in that lonely oasis of our vampire eyes,
why did no one meet us
with the rising sun?

Where were all the unopened doors?

Recumbent roads converge in origami folds,
I hold one end, you hold the other;
we consume the conscience of precision
like cornflakes in breakfast bowls,
the sphinx is a road not taken
in the aubergine twilight.
If you find yourself in heaven
with both feet on the ground,
come back and tell me how you got there,
don't let me weave in and out blindfolded,
don't let the division bell ring.

[Arcadia]

gracias for today´s music, Kaila!!!!!

[dadio]

Thank you for sharing this fine poem.