A touch of bottled light reflected
Across the eyes
A dance of undulating waved
Into the ears
A breath of crisp air
with the clean decay of leaves
The play and interplay of what goes in
And what bubbles to come out
Let it out
Don’t fear
Lest it be bad
Let it be bad
Or at least, let it be not good
Not yet
Still frothing, growing, changing
Let it out
Let it breathe
Let it leave and become
Let the play and interplay not end
With the black hole of your eyes
The vacuum of your ears
Let it free
Let it back out
Teach me your play
And interplay