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