Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Net of Dust

The non-being we never know,
The nothing in front of us,
Draws us, draws our being
Out of us, and so we go,

Selves ablaze, body to body
Transferring ourselves,
Nothing much, on our way,
Seething and quarreling,

Consuming and wasting,
Hungering to escape it all
Without ever reaching
Awareness of nothing at all,

Hungering to embrace it all
Who are what we embrace,
Who cannot be not being,
The gravity, not the fall.

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