All Myths

First reading I see my face
like wandered in in dreams
undefined and cloudy ponder
on chaotic plunder
split wood generating heat.

Subsequent readings lines defined
well outlined and tangents stream
a mirror of objective fruits
picked from Earth's consciousness
ordered in allusions.

Mirrored light in geometric completion
molecules of soul confined
to heights unequaled in even Heaven
a convergence of knowledge of forgiveness
final reading I see my face.