Crack of Light

From eternity

To eternity

Such is the work

Of minds bent

On taming vastness

In the crack of light

We inherit

The bounty unmeasured

At our birth

We endeavour

In the old way

Simply touch

And taste

All that abounds

Just to see

Just because

When I spoke with Joe

The light shone bright

He brought Vladimir

Showing no fear

Just pure bourgeois

Endeavour in a

Beauty of

The unadulterated

Imagination trained

By nature

Yes indeed Vladimir

Has light

Difficult to see

Or feel its heat

Not enough

Space in Vladimir’s

Head of butterflies

Many want

To see

Not just inside

The head

But all of

Nature’s gifts

The source

Of all energy

The eternity

Inside reaches

Outward like

A baby

To the unknown

Eternity