THIS
is not
BLISS
is a
SIGN
does not define
so much as a
LINE
does not make a
SHAPE
does not make
MOTION
is not
TIME
so much as
YOU
and
I
make each other.

Let us not persist pointing
lest the moon be hidden by hand shadows.

Do not make a meal out of a map
when your feet long to eat a path.

What base is made broken?
Do doors not start open?

Truth is not a fabric
stitched of FACT,
but an open invitation.