Suggests everlasting, existing --- 'And I have
seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and
snicker, And in short, I was afraid' TS Eliot
Specsavers
‘Look into the green lights;
you’ll feel a little puff of air
on each eyeball, keep it there.’
Waves and tiny pleasure planets
pile into a retina today,
depending on my prayer.
In my time,
I’ve entered many caves and pots
and what entices
me about any hole or grot
is not the stalactites and mites;
it’s more that nothing’s
really there – a no-thing
- hole – this darkness – pitch black
- starless – blank -
and then an energy
swirls, connecting
up from hollows
(out of emptiness)
there comes a ‘no thing’:
God knows.
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