Thursday, June 16, 2011

No Word to Describe the True Nature of This Space

There is an emptiness that is full; and a fullness that is empty. They occupy the same space.

All feeling ripples thru that space; all thought glistens within it.

You and I are gossamer strands of naming that coalesce, intertwine and then disintegrate.

History is a music that emerges from the silence, & then is reabsorbed.

There is no word to describe the true nature of this space, but the closest to it would be "love."

-- Richard Power