Astronomic light wakes me

in the visible dawn,

clear of the surf of cloud,

the words just knew of every poem

hiding in the core,

the words woke me again,

clawed me from my sleep like mad cats wanting to be fed,

the words woke me again like the sun waking the sky of you,

beyond the dream,

beyond the ghost,

beyond the world,

beyond the star,

beyond the spirit,

beyond birth,

the words would always

be there

even before i had

a language.