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