the silent one...

the silent one
iz
behind
all
thingz . .

& we

are but

an illusion

playing
with
itself . .

the question
remainz

what iz truth

who are we
really

&
why
are we
here

for
what
purpose

to
what
end.

.

?

enlightenment

if

forgetting
just for fun

we are each already secretly divine

children

playing

enlightenment

lightning squeezing star kness
up into deep blue sky

so drowning
within
the infinite
almighty
conscious
love
giggling joy
the all knowingness of being

that we can afford to explore
ignorance..

light trickling
bleeding
pretending
to die..

ice dripping from the frozen finger
of a tree misting one moment before dawn...

still
she kisses
even half awake
like time

leaving her smell

that of every woman

who has ever loved...