Monday, June 27, 2011

When Seeking Stops

" Swim until you can't see land"

How can we live without looking around,
Evaluating our circumstances,
Fantasizing about them improving,
And worrying about them worsening?

The question itself is unsure
Whether it is rhetorical
Or in earnest. In the present,
Nothing is still: how could we be?

Now gives everything and
Gives everything away.
Out in the cold green lake,
I want for nothing else

But more of this
Nothing I can
Keep, everything
I have to lose.

Only 
What can't
Be saved
Can save.

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