Past and future mirror one another.
Fixed at their crossing point
Is an infinite and uncombustible present:
Isness as an endless ocean.
An ocean made of words
Fluid words endlessly mobile, where
Anything can be described
Anything foretold.
In deep and shallow utterances
Live all the metaphors
In cycling currents
All allusions ebb and flow.
Some tales are down for deep remembering
Some swim fertile yet unborn,
All the while the ocean shares her stories
Allegoric and relentless as they wash ashore.
MChallis © 2015
Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
Past and future mirror one another.
Fixed at their crossing point
Is an infinite and uncombustible present:
Isness as an endless ocean.
An ocean made of words
Fluid words endlessly mobile, where
Anything can be described
Anything foretold.
In deep and shallow utterances
Live all the metaphors
In cycling currents
All allusions ebb and flow.
Some tales are down for deep remembering
Some swim fertile yet unborn,
All the while the ocean shares her stories
Allegoric and relentless as they wash ashore.
MChallis © 2015
Dedicated to the HP poets who inspire me daily.
You know who you are. :)
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