Escape

Wander  into the abstraction

through the hall

past the door

into the arena

around the flora

sift the aromas

smell the textures

feel the colors

wash the wind

 

wander into the abstraction

leave the timepiece

abandon the counter

remember not to measure

enter the place

the aurora of nothing

the domicile of the visual

without the touch

with no emotion

the depth in space

the relm for the third eye

to the link

of the feeling without touching

the seeing without being there

the hearing with noting said

the solid with out measure

 

wander into the abstraction

the empty space

with everything and nothing

the comfort of the knowing

that the knowing is the unnecessary

that the being is the necessary

in the here and the now

and the then and the there

not here not there

in the everywhere

the empty space

filled

with nothing

containing everything

 

wander into the abstraction

among the trees

amid the forest

alone with the leaves

 buried beneath the canopy

at the bark

 on the ground

 

smell the earth

hear the trees

feel the leaves

nustle with the bark

hug the grandfather rock

join with the ages

 

wander into the abstraction

with the ancient one before us and with us

along side an parallel

travelling the path

resting beside the pond

picking the berries near you

smiling at the sun with you

while you wander into the abstraction

at home

at peace

at the place to visit

without time

without space

without distance

without measure

without plan

without malace

without

yet within

close

near

and very far.