Metaphysical

Our lives should hold a vaster space

adjacent to the manifest
we sometimes glimpse it, feel the face
the border of the page is blessed
extending out beyond this place.

Inways show us some unworldly view
all the imaginings of our race
of some Arcadian golden time
Satori or a deja vu
can they be found in one fierce flame?

Ah, all the streams we follow down
far from the wide and holy river
that tiny drop we call our own
and all that longing for the other-

Cursanuses double cone
light into dark-dark into light.
If all the worlds could now be known
in the moments sure insight-
the lord of time would turn about
and inside would be inside out!

2001