darkness alive with possibility
nose to this wind full of twinkling lights
trying to catch the scent of what's coming to be (in this...)

     world of wonders...

somewhere a saxophone slides through changes
like a wet pipe dripping down my neck
gives me a chill--sounds like danger
but i can't stop moving till i cross this sector (of this...)

     world of wonders...

there's a rainbow shining in a bead of spittle
falling diamonds in rattling rain
light flexed on moving muscle
i stand here dazzled with my heart in flames (at this...)

     world of wonders...

moment of peace like brief arctic bloom
red/gold ripple of the sun going down
line of black hills makes my bed
sky full of love pulled over my head

     world of wonders...

-- Toronto, 6/1985