we do live in the Infinite
but as long as we are in flesh on this earth
we will know it
as an earthworm knows
from a tractor
*
the smaller we are
the larger and vaster
our connection to the awareness of infinity
and the more vulnerable our consciousness
which sees this connection momentarily
out of the immediacy of earthly matters
yes all is here and now
and our apprehension only
now and then
*
and how to describe the indescribable
reams of bad poetry hymning the heavens
of our pitiful imaginations
while the Ineffable keeps the tally
the One holds the count
and God metempirical holds the context
of all living
*
to live on earth is to wade through illusions
(and God alone knows how many other worlds
hold the matrix that engenders forms and their delusions)
but always held on course by the knowing
that flashes in the briefest of moments
before being again forgotten
in the strictures of our earthly time
*
so I hold to my course
my heart beating in spite of me
my business is this time in the earth
so I get down to business
until the culmination of a sojourn
stands complete
and I wake up one day released from these endeavors
body lost but soul regained
like Whitman I wait for you somewhere
like the Nazz I'll catch you down the line
Content (c) 2008-2010 Philip Milito.
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