the investigation of a substance,

what i feel, what i think, what i say, what i do, what i –

what is internal to my thoughts,

feelings,

conscious expression?

is there something there,

something at the center

of it all?

does unity merely bring together parts,

or is there a greater sum?

what lies at your heart, dear?

where are the crossroads

where i

and now

meet?

the life line

experiences at least one point of inflection

the play of time and space

is directed by the witness perception,

one such perception offers a world with much color and shape,

an elaborate and graceful density distribution,

an unending sea of life

for what are we, when we are most fortunate,

but physical vessels for the accumulation of time?

well,

sometimes,

navigators

captains

agents;

collaboration of the will

an understanding of the winds,

a field for the compass,

invites

the horizons, skies and oceans

to offer their greetings

as might old friends

as love rests on the chest of laughter,

undisturbed,

bread is broken and water forgotten,

apart and together,

each then continues,

at once,

when waves of salty air assail

in celebration

a new purposive volition,

the course inflects –

the truth of the matter,

though,

the legitimacy of the self,

well,

the humility of the sum,

dear,

that’s for you to decide

-j