Without words
we sit in quiet.
Stillness wraps
around us
in its soft, electric way
There is no wanting
or needing to know
what comes next
No questions
or place to get
We are not
tangled
in yesterdays
or turning toward
tomorrow
Just us
and something
that will
remain
through births
and deaths
and lifetimes
A million nows from now
A million nows from then
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
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