.
I have burned myself out
in the struggle. I am no longer
a man and it is right that I should die.
-- Albert Camus

casting the mended net forward
what will i find? you ask

some woman who has visited me
in this dream
where is she now?

in this dancing dream/play of dharma
she has opened her hand to me
she has offered

yes, i have seen it

some woman who has touched me
with her silver shining palm
and i did not turn aside

she does not wander --
somewhere amid the swelling,
crashing tide she is waiting still

perhaps i should only listen

again you ask, casting the broken net forward
what shall i find?

only that there is no longer darkness
in burning oneself out