Waiting for Adam
Bars of light reach across the floor:
From them diagonal sheets of radiance rise
Through the air, igniting dust worlds as they go
Back to the sun.
When I turn on a lamp the walls flower
And send their desire into the wormy filament
Hovering in the glass:
Thoughts stand up from my inmost self
To walk in the garden in the cool of the evening,
And wait for an Adam to greet.