where details will dissolve into an amazing whole
words will be gone
sequential thinking will cease
and we will walk back and forth
between dimensions like we did before
we were too immeshed in this conditioned creation
and have yelped every couple of eras for an avatar
to shake us up again
when I awoke my headache was gone
but I felt sadly and sweetly at peace
as I looked out the window
at the ordinary gray morning of October
Content (c) 2008-2011 Philip Milito.
No comments:
Post a Comment