The Seed Dreams of the Sun, The Man Dreams of the Womb
The Seed Dreams of the Sun, The Man Dreams of the Womb©
By Bob Weisenburger Lipetz
04-22-01
Piercing dagger light On the horizon
Spreads open A momentary flash
The husk of my heart And it is night
Revealing the pink
Moist flesh within The suddenly loud surf
Dominates the dark
I am open
I slip unseen
To you belongs Into the black water
The pulsing hum And drift with the current
Of my life
Slowly spinning stars
You light Point to the place I will go
The brilliant now When I surrender
By Bob Weisenburger Lipetz
04-22-01
Piercing dagger light On the horizon
Spreads open A momentary flash
The husk of my heart And it is night
Revealing the pink
Moist flesh within The suddenly loud surf
Dominates the dark
I am open
I slip unseen
To you belongs Into the black water
The pulsing hum And drift with the current
Of my life
Slowly spinning stars
You light Point to the place I will go
The brilliant now When I surrender







