hermes

pay Leo
a visit
DaVinci's
Miss 'fit'
is quite
the character

Greeks were
scared of her
while Romans
dared of her
to see their way

"you don't square me"
was all she'd say

reserving
to reverse their day

thinking
in usual play
she went lateral
not literal
tries magical
being mystical
as they list
to see her sway

" are you listening?"
do you 'here me'
is the what come may

and he watched
building horses in clay
and he laughed
as she never
went stray

" my hand "
is the kiss
you address

so 'touche'...

the lord's hield

the lord’s hield
points
to two points on a field

less lean
if one tends to the mean
without yield

a Mayan code

hides nothing
upon a love

ThereA

it's me
there...
a disguise
worth sharing
and I care
who sees
that I'm in...
cognito

" god.art "

the shadow sphere

construct
what conjure isn't luck
but intent
a tool of heaven sent
" we call "
what memory meant
to preserve

who is god...
and where does it learn
of all meaning

we can only discern
yet a fire burns
beyond there

it's the place
in the space
of aware

what is screaming...
and who is here
in visible dreams
knowing
the shadow sphere
of lights growing

so raise your eyes
above understanding
to see

what glows
is a simple complication
for who is 'me'