I stand at a mountain and witness a portal: A poem 

I stand at the base of a mountain 

and utter the words: Open Sesame! 

And see a rock clear from the mountain 

and reveal a portal 

And, in it, I see a reflection of the stardust in my hair 

As if it were an original vision of myself 

I swear I won’t comb out this stardust off my hair, 

just leave it to knot my beauty in the tresses 

I have such festoons in felicitation 

of my grandeur; one in unison 

four metres tall, I stand 

and two metres wide! 

This solidity of myself, infinitesimal 

and eternally humongous 

I know the love and be loved 

of a Phoenix that feeds all it loves with its love 

In the Gemini in my eye 

That is two lovers, and a universality of all they love 

And I know this will never be a shattered illusion 

I have waited in eternity, and I have known it in every moment 

of the leaves of varied lives, I wove on my sleeves 

with so much beatitude of passion and compassion!