Friday, August 16, 2013

wild figs

The path
You’ve traveled so far
Does not matter.
The path you have not
Started yet does not matter.
Focus on the field
between the dream and wakefulness.
There is fire and birthing
And music -
When the sky wants to dance,
It rains meteors and
shooting stars -
Look how delicious
The wild figs are!
They are owned
By no one.

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