Monday, January 21, 2013

Sublimation is like transpiration, a natural process of transilience.

There is no record –
you exist, or don't exist,
the way the minutes of meditation exist:
Stillness, a pool of time
through which action yet flows
as though space might contain thought,
sound, experience, sensation

 but space does not contain and
nothing can hold you, and nothing
can conjure back into being
Not here.

Ravenna Taylor, 2013

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