Pond Song 4.41

God and world are two but not a dualistic dyad, and not moments of the One at home with itself. G&B 255

 

I walk to perfect desire__goldenrod stains the air

grasses bend seed-silvered__the emptiness of prayer

 

egrets hunchbacked in the wind__a bright spot and a gash

of bleak black bill__peace intense as a crash

 

the silence holds withholds__beholds some would say

the pond all bottom__meanders glitter away

 

 

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