caitlin ann easter
i am green, so as to discover gold
suffering, so as to know compassion
..i forget, in honor of remembrance
i will always doubt, for sake of possibility
(surround me all uncommon, so that i might belong)
peace came inside this paradox
just out of the . . . b l u e . . . between, beyond: the next: "next"
SO, the universe expands...:: making fist of bone, and I of stone constantly less significant.
within that (what) and This, which seem to matter most
( i b r e a t h e ) )
..sigh.. in tune to what can not be told:
of Dawn and Hope and Best
(shhh. i know nothing better still) reflecting only yet ...
i honor this:
washed up sea-glass dream
skipped across an ageless tide.. .
...slipped inside a nameless grace to rest where never ends
when i am in that place in (me)
and you are in that place in (you)
there is only one of us
caitlin ann, copyright 2001