Life’s everlasting flower
23 April 2020
Inside me
The memories spill
They spell slow
Overkill
Of words gathered in neat stacks
Unfolding in racks
The soothing
Blindness that covers
What I read
Once in time
Now concealed the very rhyme
Of breath that hovers
Outside me
Circles concentric
They twine low
Into skill
Life’s everlasting flower
Intricate power
Reading of the poem:
Alone with the Alone (verses by Ibn’ Arabi) – Henry Corbin
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