THE LAPPING WAVE
It is a familiar sound
a welcomed rap at the door
an angelic repeat, a spirit replay
how many of there are you
that traveled such distances from far off galaxies
to meet in divine avenues
transversing an illustrious mystery
this rock we are on full of rich particles and giant windows
for peering and seeking
a bio feedback of fate and destiny
that knocks and knocks and knocks
silent prayers and holy incantations
to all familial gold water cells
let me in
