Wherever shadow falls wherever the drowning
of darkness in great light takes waking under
and still awake and still alldiscerning
reaching as if to enter
in anysoever passages or subsurfaces burning
like a dry film upon the inner attaining
of earth of leaf of water of stone
of blood There murmuring in the din
of a talontaken grievance There in a flood
scething or in the rattle
of dry snowseas There trembling for the mood
of hysterical winds deceitful thistles
meteors blooming There in the huge fire
that rusts every thing away the opening middle
where the world falls in forever There There.
The Being
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