First Triumph
By Jim DeWitt

I woke to find the day
           rising light in my head --
at once began to taste 
a slice
of its upmost limb,
savoring currents existentially blue
drinking the vastments
           of buttered sunshine.

until POOF --
my brain burst out 
           into verging summer,
captured the curves of fine-air substance
and faced a planet
           flowing immense
in forgotten acts of wonder...