Friday, March 14, 2025

"Still" here, not there*

 


"Still" here, not there*


As we see what comes around also goes around

Divided by night and day, arrives without a sound

But a little deeper that we observe this to be true

It is really of being here that is nothing new

In stillness we lose the myth of both divisions to be

For to be of stillness, it is only us not that in which we truly see


Dom*Colucci 2013

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