GABRIEL ROSENSTOCK


From each and every pore

 From each and every pore look how the sun beams
 On Your eternal dance
 The dark side of the moon is bright
 If You open Your mouth
 Stars will escape and chant their hymns for You
 You are they
 Swiftly swans fly backwards
 How can I imagine Your embrace
 Without exploding in Your galaxy?

Gabriel Rosenstock