Straining Your Eyes in the Dark
How weird to feel something
Before it comes.
How strange to be in this body
Live in limited capacity
And sense the expanse of Infinity.
To know Circular Time —
To speak things into being
Before they are;
It’s like straining your eyes in the dark.
Something is here we sense but can’t see
So we feel and feel and feel
With our brains, with our blood, with our contractions and releases;
The electricity in our tissues,
We feel that.
The Universe beats a message into our bones
And though it is dark
We know it.