Breakfast Ambush Inside Minneapolis Cafe

Suddenly a great blue
arrived from nowhere
and captured me
completely. I have never

been so free, so large
and so little as in
that Sky of Love, 

that spacious billowing ambush
among eggs over easy, toast,
hash browns and coffee,

this strange familiar immensity
inside and around, encompassing
every prison we knowingly
or unknowingly create, 

this truth 
cerulean,
universal, 
artesian,

rising and flowing all ways 
behind and through
brittle fear’s facades,
those premature coffins.

Oh Breath that more
than pleases, that takes
one’s breath of disbelief
away....