Poems three parts poem I i open my eyes, and see a new world i raise my ears, and hear a new sound i leave my mouth, covered in silence i taste the earth, with a new tongue II when? not then, but forgetting who? not me, but now where? not there, but thou how? not if, but i III the tree bends back upon itself. a thick branch cut off near the base makes no difference; the trunk wound has healed, reaching around its body like an arc of wooded flesh; once perishable in limitation this eternal imagination covers my new mind. i bend down to kiss its bark Return to the Spiritual Writings - Poems Page