Light Is Streaming

​Light is streaming 
Out of well, everything,
Toasters, CD players,
Galaxy Sevens, Ping-

Pong tables, also the grass
Coming out of the stone steps,
Also the steps, also the gum
Wrapper, the plastic Schweppes

Bottle, more beautifully,
A black hummingbird (yes,
They’re here too, thank
Goodness), bless

My heart, it never stops,
And every feeling, rage,
Love, melancholy,
Ambitions yellowed with age,

And every spiritual
Thought is cascading
A thousand thoughts
Scooting and roller-blading,

Our action, our nature,
Our humors, imagination,
They bear fruits, lots
Of fruits, an augmentation

Of kiwis and berries,
Cherries, wild peaches,
Apricots, lichees,
Bordering samoan beaches,

Everything pouring out of
The primal well, not just
The Afu Aau Waterfalls
Tumbling down in August,

And everything is alive, 
Like mist, everything rises,
Floats across dark fields,
White drapes across sunrises.