KNOWING

I sit upon a throne 
of feathers, drifting
revolutions of mind 
evolutions of soul
wondering into silence 
paradoxical existence-me. 

a wild storm, life is
matter collides with matter 
in seeming random bouts of chaos
yet what is life?
I know little.

And what is spirit 
but mystery gifts
of unseen shadows 
mad jitterbugging 
to unheard tunes
on non existent walls
I know nothing.

How can I 
in abject
blindness 
know who 
am I?

And yet there is the now
the distant sound 
of your arrival
the touch of you
the scent of you
the taste of you
would life of knowing
feel as rich? 

THE PATH TO LOVE, 4”x6” Encaustic painting by David Dinner