SHADOWLESS

I was pushed into a light-scattering chandelier
as a child: the crystal prisms penetrated deep
into my breast-bone, entering the Unseen Me, 

refracting the pulsations of my spirit, & now
my entire body resembles lusters of commixtured
illuminations from every realm of the glowing

universe, where I could shake the Northern Lights
out of their ethereal radar, neutralize a pulsar star
& layer upon layer, peel back the veiled reel of the 

cosmos—revealing a terrestrial mural, an incessant
flux of the habitable Infinite (“the perfect ear”
of the future),—by the mere thought of it.