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True Zen

The questions are calming,
much to his surprise,
root him into 
deep rock foundation
while answers tip in shallows. 
He knows there will always be 
questions, even while answers 
topple.
.
Last night
he imagined a universe 
furnished with questions, 
where things were 
inverted as small sucking 
vacuums in a space of 
larger, weaker vacuums. 
Was this where 
he might have come from? 
Unknown land, 
unconscious world, did dreams 
flash in and out there?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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