her at the entrance
to the radio
smiling  her
hair golden
hanging long around
her   the sun
wearing burgundy
and fragrance 
of fruit trees 
in spring
her left hand
raised  a giant fish
green and purple
and blue
leapt thru 
the air
met me on
the other side
of the room
turned to an ocean
bird   circled
back to her
in the sign
of infinity
entered her shining 
hand   filled
the sacred mother

i became
a fish out of water
flying breathlessly

in the pummeled lands
i died with
the trees

came back
to life   bluely

landing  softly
in her hands