It’s as if infinity sleeps in your eyes
But when you look at me, I am made complete
the poetry of everything that is alive
I feel in you, like a moving work of light
You are the agile grace of air
And the calm of ocean’s deep
You are a yellow monument of the East
And a slight feather of all care
You are the familiar clay and melody
Of Mandarin, the whisper of Korean
And I ache to know the temples of Taiwan
Where on mountains I meet my purpose
And if I can ever understand, the rite of love
I want it to seize me like a paradise
Where harmony is the goal and dawn
Is the vistas of all I know to be true
The embellishing thirst of forests and lives
That were not meant to be alone but shared
A release of primitive genes from deep
In the Earth’s mystery of the vault of time
Where our ancestors felt the flowers and the blood.
Wuji Seshat 