The Truth of Experience

The Truth of Experience April 23, 2012

Imagine a river of fire

and you are a piece of wood

in which someone has hidden

a jewel and no matter how you

try, you are destined to burn your

way to the falls where just when

you feel certain you are to die, the

weight of the wood has burned off

and only the jewel floats over the

edge and lightly the pool cleanses

what has been hidden for so long.

Beyond the fall the deep is just

what’s been waiting under the fire

and the jewel is just what’s been

waiting under the wood

and the air praises what

has never been seen.

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