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for A. H. Almaas
Spiraling down from the firmament fell
A massive bejeweled chandelier
That squeezed itself into my eyes
And landed somewhere deep inside.
There it stayed for about a year
Waiting until I was ready to receive
The crowning acuity transmitted by
This striking form that fell from the sky.
Maybe for you it came as a ufo?
Holy angels sharing sacred words?
Or perhaps some other celestial anatomy
Carrying this blessed information about reality.
For when it arrives, however it may,
Your own personal spacecruiser
Fueled by an ageless alchemy
Levels the peaks and fills the valleys
Letting you hover around the original ground.