as the thoughts go streaming by,
as the sensations tickle and coax,
as emotions emerge, surging to the surface
poking out from the covers of my body
to reach out their hand
to pull me under with them. Read more
In each breath resides the future
looking back at you
from a knowing
seen from the stars
in universes curled up
like a cat
who raises one eye open
when it is disturbed
by a big bang.
“Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
You must travel it by yourself.
It is not far. It is within reach.
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
Perhaps it is everywhere – on water and land.”
~ Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass