Sunday, December 22, 2019
THE IS-NESS
The is-ness
of this
existence
is as
stars are
to sky,
points which
light marks
when we
look, then
they fade
as all things
fall beyond
understanding.
Beauty rides
a pale horse.
You would
believe this,
if you
could see it;
you could
see it, if
you believed.
