When I Stopped
When I Stopped
the familiar crest of clean cold air
draws gently in
and the unlocked open stillness
flowing out
poison and cure in harmony
so much for thinking
nothing else surrounds us
now the wishing void
collapsed
the shore of a lake opens
with evening relapsed into night
all illusion merges into gray
down and down till
even the water's edge gone
into that fertile ignorance
headfirst
fragile beneath this brittle skin
burning always
not knowing the sacred promise
without substance
has begun
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