Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Perspective: a poem

    PERSPECTIVE

It's not just whence
but also how
you look from where
(and how)
you are.

You are and
the object (which
is your subject)
subjected to your
objective view
is, too.

The intersection
of gaze and study
with the isness
is creation's flashpoint.

The fiery letters
danced, they say,
before setting
themselves in stone;
your gaze,
far,
near,
between,
must dance the empty
spaces,
fill
them with living form
and color.

Your perspective or mine?
Or do all
merge in oneness
if we could but
sit a spirit-space
apart and see
all, not many
separatenesses?

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