In the presence of the Sun
the grip of the frost release itself
into a dance of the early morning fog.

Ever moving in uncertainty
within light and shadows
clarity is born as we dissolve.

Indra's Kiss
opens the door
where Colors are the birds

&

the 108 dimensions of green
are dancing like the spider and the snake.

Moon is breathing as
the Spotless mind
and the drowned Sea.

Reflections on the Silent surface
of the morning lake
the one eye sing
a sudden song of Eternity.[info sheet from distr.]