Unfinished Poems
The upside down world is where you began, helpless and hopeful. You just laid there in your pungent neediness, full of love and ready to grow. Later, the world always seemed to move in the same direction of your knowing. But no sooner do you find your compass than you realize you’ve placed yourself at the center of everything. How different the world looks from your eyes than from all those eyes looking at you. Real seeing means growing, and touching and tasting, and listening to all the noise in which you can detect no music. Think 360 degrees in all directions and dimensions. Remember when you lived in woman and your knowing was all perception. Open your third eye. See this world of unfinished poems.
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