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I found that I was lost the other day
and didn't mind at all, you see, for I
was climbing off old memories and took
a backward look to keep a steady path           
and then take stock, when suddenly
I disappeared, and didn't notice it
for half an hour or so.                     

Something like those quantum particles
jumped orbit on me, got there without
traveling the intervening space; 
now no more questions, please, for answers too,
are missing.  I can tell you how to get there,
but I cannot tell you where 
or what to watch for.

Nor do I find exclusiveness--in fact
no ponderous duality at all..
Dismay is not in sight,
nor  judgement, nor a shred of pride--
no trace of that pretentious "I"
along the living water's edge.

If there are words,
they enter when I pull away.
If muses play upon my consciousness,
it is for naught,  and I am but the slate
to hold some history of the divine
.
Open the shutters,  entertain the light.
And when it passes, still there is no end; 
for this poor crumbling body too is void
of everything but joy.
                   ~

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