Here and Now

You straddle the summit and from it you see

Neither is the other

And either only Are

Because they both Be.

What else matters?  

What else do you need?

 

Across the poles day and night unfolds

And the midnight sun takes its time growing old.

Forget-me-nots at the equinox,

Memories of the solstice.

Reviews

[Siddhartha]

And shall the two ever meet? And if they do, what gives?

[Robin]

"The summit sings what is being spoken in the depths" Tristan Tzara

much love of your words

[Ed Hart]

well, you scrambled my eggs this morning, my dear...what fun