to be no where
abandoning what you were
not embracing
what you are going to be.
To just be
but no where
in a kind of
other life –
all that isn’t,
is to see
the nature of which
pretends to make
us free.
It is to be
outside the looking glass
looking in
a place where
in the middle of no where
we are aware
that nothing stays
that a broken record still plays
the wind will wind again,
it is to be
both the fruit falling
and the tree,
this no where
where G-d is the eye
I see.
