Thursday, 3 September 2020

#246 -- in a silence made of wonder





 




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246

in a silence made of wonder

 

cloud seen

come go

 

here we are

touch

 

and the roundness again

 

orb over

surface spun out

wink

 

not a stillness

anywhere ever

 

gone moon, stars

in the turning

and far

 

all up with the rain

and this is time’s passage

 

things look like a clock

but are not

 

hand over

sense over sense

all intuit

 

it’s where day went

 

come drip

round moment so

that’s where we wonder

hush, dry

dim and lit

 

how is a part of the puzzle missing?

is there a question at all?

but just now…

 

gone!

all the tree up

 

distraction is these wheels themselves

take to the track, climb

never catch

 

breath of this world

is mine

where

the roundness comes

round again




                                              

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