open your eyes, from 1995.

look up on that first night

of land for miles

cool breeze

and night smell

at the dome of christmas lights

all planets accounted for

my God what a sight

blink

and see again

the paths your shining friends

take on

shapes and spirits

blink

and see

order happen

emotions and stories

blink

and see less

blink

and your friends are fading

i saw it, right there, to the right

no, it’s gone

lie on the ground

smell

close your eyes

feel the wind crawl

open your eyes-slowly

there is only one left

one glittery bit

the brightest

strongest

the one that is the sum

of the sacred body

that you know you saw

or think you saw

that is gone

if you see as it can be

seen

you shall hold

the sight forever

you are the sight

one

that can not be lost

or shut out

in front or behind

there forever.