lost in the poems that found me

how long was i looking for truth, for love, for god... for the one thing that everything was?

yet if everything is one thing,... edgeless... center-less... how could it recognize itself?

....only through imaginary separation.

need truth know truth if truth is truth?

need god know god if god is god?

need love know love if love is love? ...

spaceless space soars through itself as our hearts burn...

and the flames that linger... ignite the poems, the words that define us and our world

lost in the poems that found me

no longer looking for the light

swirled in the words that form my eyes

kissed into the song that sings me