From All Directions

Of everything –

completely.

And I said: what carries it for you.

. . . . .

My hands

with persistence

find a thing.

It becomes a discussion.

And I said: write of it on a small piece of paper.

. . . . .

Little revealing thing

unintentionally passing

but to consciousness.

And half-consciously I said: the eye hungers for it.

. . . . .

Of everything –

completely.

And I said: what carries it for you.