New Heavens 

in plain sight
he surfaces unscathed
from the pleasant lies
enduring miscreations
perpetual face of father
time 

this is a new face
an unimagined mouth
with full lips
smooth tongue
warm kiss

his naked words cleansed
in the showers of his sun raining
bits of itself
jagged crest of his mountain
in its finest silvered mist
his river valley
all greens and golds
a desert blowing
its cleansing
dust and sand
elevations of mesa sky with sun without
with clouds without
merging the enlightened
the common birds
in new heavens

jppestana november 4, 2016