Into the Matrix
Joshua Mayoral
February 14, 1999

Dew wetting a dawn on a high mountain
such fog hold, nurtures, coddles
giving buds life, green gradual growing
for I know the awesome sight of dawn

Sun opening a morning into the wondrous world
such distant power lifts, reaches, extends
thrusting his desire, sheer exhilarating warming
for I know the strong taste of morning

Waves crashing afternoon into the fleshy sand
such timing refreshes, renews, washes
alleviating all pain, forever push aprrying
for I know the soothing sound of afternoon

Jasmine blooming evening in a firey air
such stamen excites, entices, arouses
igniting passion, tawdry sting tickling
for I know the fragrant aroma of evening

Moon glowing a night in a cooling universe
such massive aura caresses, reassures, assuages
slowing a pillow-cloud, soft immersive cuddling
for I know the gentle touch of night

I know these things are beautiful
I have experienced them in you.