photo Keochkerian David
Parting Word
As for me
I have no mind
to lose anymore, I am through
with all that—
the sky is my mind
today. (And
it always is
and always was
today.) Blue,
her color
sorrowing over us . . .
Does it flow out of or into us, seeing?
Unseen ray of perception the face beams
at things, or
face on which things shine!
I am so glad
that I no longer know,
no longer
care.
And one more thing:
the future?
Never
been there.
:)
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