Stories
seem as seeking
a new story
which says
this story is
sufficient~~
Stories
are portrayals
of what is known
nothing more or less~
the employment
of words to extract
knowing from the
unknowable~~
Stories
arrive early
and stay late~
mysterious and
strange and
begging questions~~
Wood and trees
ocean and waves
nothing and everything~
these are stories
which when
nothing whispers
seem to cross
without crossing
a divide~~
Non-dual Stories~
how to distinguish
we might ask~
stories are not stories
without breakage~
that's how it seems
only how it seems~~
Nothing
is happening
as everything
happens~~
Words
arise paradoxically~
and so
not-this-word
accompanies each
word~~
Words
are futile and
fleeting and
precious~~
Words
are temporary
names for what
is permanent~~
Words
are always fresh
as they arise
with the smoke
from their burning
already in
the air~~
Starkness
for example may
be imagined as
a sharp emptiness
fearfulness perhaps
suggested~
paradoxically the word
also suggests warmth
and fullness and
peace~
words seem to do this
and to suggest
utter limitation in
their arising
but indispensable
somehow~~
A flame
burns peacefully in
hearth and home~
also an inferno
a destroyer of
life and home~
a spectrum of
faces without
description
always new stories
as flames appear~~
