Another Humble Moment…

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Sound and symbol in mind-space merge with images seeing and remembered… breathe in the air we share… the scent of salt and more. Feel the space of the unfolding moment as it swells and spills over in waves… and spreads over crystalline fragments, filling in separations and uniting all in its flow…

SAPPHIRE MORNING
By Ken McKeon

Up above sounds like a sliding chair
Sliding over a wooden floor
Hardness scraping hardness,

Qualities being the same,
They are mutually
Atomized interactions
Interpenetrating so well, so deeply,

They cry out as one,
And this old house
Voices the whole shebang,

Why it’s the body of a violin,
We live within,
My lumpy chambered breathing sacks,
My lungs, footsteps, creaking

Staircase, windblown walls,
Ceiling, roof, the sky itself,
Everything well noted airy light,
It’s all we are today,

And it’s as blue
As our shining planet is,
It’s purest sapphire

And the oceanic rumpled up
Rumbling of the day
Smooths itself out,

It’s hardly just corundum any more,
It’s more particular than that,
It’s all one.

And it has become
The precious ring we wear and are,
And it sings with light.