mansions of light ~
the butterflies whisper  
silent ragam-s

the innumerable stones arrayed
into a divine cosmic rhythm of light
hide an ancient message perpetually
renewing their splendid contours for ever
in dream tongues of sacred fires
in the mysterious topologies of their
subtle dreams pervading the spaces ~

these stones are not independent but
each nurtures the others in seamless aananda  
for a divine syncretic evolution of all
subtle energies cascading in immortal heavens

these stones are pre-primordial before the fall: 
this fall this disconententment these fierce battles of
universal moralities and the divine moral codes
are a mysterious human prerogative fullfilling