Every thing is
(God is, I am),
On the border, that sphere
Infinitely distant from
The center defining
It, porous, indistinct:
Not I, I, dust;
Lightning
Flash, God, comforting notion.
(God is, I am),
On the border, that sphere
Infinitely distant from
The center defining
It, porous, indistinct:
Not I, I, dust;
Lightning
Flash, God, comforting notion.
That, this, another,
Becoming as it is,
Soft where it meets
Embracing other, there
Is no harm there,
Nothing really,
there.
And where does that
Leave us then, leave every thing
Here, and how
Does any thing,
Does God, do I return
To where
We were, where
Every thing is, was -
How is it that
Every thing returns to
Will be
At the center
Again?
Richard Blumberg, 2005
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