gathering the lost and spreading as a lotus
there is no stranger
there is only the eternal known, which at times the earth eclipses
like an elaborate persian rug--
composed of laborious knots
there is underlying
a mesh armature
empty and steady in its design
its material and aging beauty
is only decorative furniture
the rug in fact is not a rug
it is a goal for the weaving
a meditation for the weaver
all the colors and the movements therein
beg witnesses to sense the vibrance that underlies
to look at the real of which its material denies
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beautiful.
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