First you set your mind in order.
It is like a couple of slices of cake.
Set up against the border.
Then you turn on the lights.
You set the engines humming.
And they play like fireflies in the nights.
Or first you light the colored squares in the sky.
And then you flick on the switch that lights up the why.
And the two send searchlights to each other.
And the lights spread out over the Atlantic.
The desert crystallizes, the mountain rises, oh sister, oh brother!
Yaacov David Shulman