Dancing Diamonds


In my yard, early morning, sunlight
becomes dancing diamonds on the river
Joyous dancing diamonds,
Dew on the grass also becomes
dancing diamonds, leaping for joy.
Every blade of grass encrusted with
Dancing Diamonds.

I think of my body. Perhaps this is
the case here too. Every blood cell
a Dancing Diamond leaping through
the arteries and veins and capillaries.

What the Light does in the world,
It does in my body – or any body –
as it shines on the consciousness.