1/02/2013

Distances


The journey of one breath,
the distance from the brain to the heart,
from the sun to the center of the galaxy,
from the membrane to the nucleus
of a cell on my fingertip,
the distance from my forehead to your feet,
from the rim of the cup
to the stupor of love at the bottom,
the forgetting of all things but your Name...
Are not all journeys journeys to you,
all distances
luminous and empty?

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