Come here!
Be coming and become
here as you are everywhere
and always becoming as
you are and always were,
beginning and end.
beginning and end.
You new, you ancient
Beloved, unseen.
Thrown out, these small words like stones
Thrown out, these small words like stones
they glint and scatter-
Some dust spread out,
something left over.
Let me describe you,
you impossible, ever
present
intimate and unknowable.
I know you.
I knew you before
And now also,
in the impossible
presentation,
in the wounding and
enlarging of this clutter.
But most of all-
But most of all-
beyond this point and in all
points present,
where we are always,
touching at the heart of everything,
where my heart is presently beating.
