If In Search of Bliss

Rotate your soul to the sun
clockwise each hour.
Let it collapse in sunrays.
Your fingers know where to knead
heavy burdens of your lover’s shoulders.
Why do you doubt commitment of light?
Stand once again at your altar
where sunbeams pirouette.
Dress it in white lace.
Center the bouquet
of white calla lilies
in a tall vase.
Open your window for the hummingbird.
Why do you doubt the visit of the red song?