essential presence
nearer than these senses
these thoughts
awakening touch
the depths of the heart
ever opening now
within
all these fictional lives
future through past born
converging this instant
nowhere else
this cloud of unknowing
this goodly gentle fall
this yearning watchfulness
patience borne
excruciating bliss
joyous pain
extenuating circumstance
right as rain
silence as vast as
those angels that dance
on the head of
a pin
dimensions myriad as sands
beached here tonight
washed up
these waves
just another breath
and another
that's the way
it is
and this flame
burning through
everything
Sunday, November 1, 2009
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