Light

for Sharon

Learning that light 

folds in on itself

as it simultaneously expands

I think of my friend at five, 

standing in front of a tree

and watching it dissolve

into patterns, into Tree pattern,

then feeling herself as Me pattern

and seeing the landscape fill with light

as all the patterns of all the beings

lit with joy to see her understand –

and I wonder if my experience 

of light swirling and folding, 

condensing and growing, 

irradiating Life,

is anything like her experience 

and the way she has built 

an ecology from seed shapes ...

or is that we 

are separate gods,

or possibly separate ants –

or fragments 

(ourselves

particles of light)?


Linking to Tuesday Platform at 'imaginary garden with real toads'.