Being
Once by a waterfall,
once in an Ashram, once in a Church,
a boxing match, a fair ground,
a funeral, a birth, Once in the bloom
of murmuring starlings.
Once in a once and only.
Once in every moment given to itself.
Alone in a forest, finding the single root.
watching the swift flowing –
inside the falling, not falling.
Once in a while, in the never-ending.
Once in a war, once in a sorrowing,
Inside, outside and entering.
Killing and planting.
Not shadow nor the substance,
not the swift flow of past and future,
not chased, not running after.
All this instant there is,
not coming, or going -
being.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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