A Holy Surfer

I spied a dimpled star in the heavens
As though a bejeweled telescope spoke to me
Of the common thread running through all things rare
Such a small space they occupy in time's canopy
A dimpled smile amid a momentary flare
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What a wondrous sight, to dance  upright, in the night
As though a golden telescope, caught the tail of a comet
And afforded me, as a witness, an uncommon delight
A surf in the night's sun, and I a rider  upon it
A night surfer, riding a wave beyond twilight
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Forever transformed, my soul did break apart
As though an evolved  telescope spied every DNA strand
And the great Over-soul  redirected it all through my heart
Where I became a holy surfer riding divinities black art
Vanishing into the original black hole of abstract art
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And appreciating that ride
As a holy surfer
That surfer of adrenalin
In its
Natural form,
And the beauty,
In it all...

Tony Taylor
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