I have wandered in a face, for hours,
Passing through dark fires.
I have risen to a body Not yet born,
Existing like a light around the body,
Through which the body moves like a sliding moon.


The Light Around the Body (1967). Looking into a Face


I have wandered in a face, for hours, Passing through dark fires. I have risen to a body Not yet born, Existing like a light around the body, Through ...

I have wandered in a face, for hours, Passing through dark fires. I have risen to a body Not yet born, Existing like a light around the body, Through ...

I have wandered in a face, for hours, Passing through dark fires. I have risen to a body Not yet born, Existing like a light around the body, Through ...

I have wandered in a face, for hours, Passing through dark fires. I have risen to a body Not yet born, Existing like a light around the body, Through ...