Sunday, June 13, 2010

Breath Submerged in Water

I walked through dreams of nature,
feeling with my hands what I could not see.
I walked through the channel of my eyes as the gates stilled the springs,
and I floated in the limitless expanse of a sea of my dreaming.

I walked through dreams until I found that they are both
the well-spring and receptacle of reality,
and nature is the image of God
reflected off the placid surface of truth in Dream.

I am drowning off my hindrances behind the gates
whence flow the waters of dreams;
I am submerged in this ocean
without bottom or shore or surface or end,
and as I float, suspended
in limitless waters of light and of shadow,
I am breathing.


I am breathing.

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