A Saucy Breeze blows in my window

When Darshan sits on the throne, my sacred books open to the right page. There are major miracles, minor miracles and daily miracles, and intellectual ones. When I opened the book Sufi Symbolism I read about sauciness - the property where the God particles leak out of things. Then in Love's Last Madness I read Darshan's poem 18 "Saucy breeze I kiss you" It seems there is a saucy breeze leaking out of my books And there is a early morning breeze inside my room God is leaking out of every atom With the property Sat Chit Ananda Truth, consciousness, bliss When I sit on my butt, and point my back up straight in the wee hours of morn, I spring a big leak and fall into a black hole, and wake up in a new world. That saucy breeze is Darshan Who makes my body light. DS Poem December 7, 2014