“I relax as the unfolding”

I see and before I know it disappears, flies away–drifts off into the wind. A brilliantly bright black hole, before unseen, now rediscovered. One digs for gold but finds no shine. One seeks but finds no relief to that which does not rhyme. One rests and finds oneself in the loving arms of existence. One… Continue reading “I relax as the unfolding”