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.

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