Telling: Streams & Logs

Poetry

walk the perimeter

there is a gathering of density
that is me

that is more me
than you

in the me and you-ness of 
the all one

to this coalescence of me-ness 
there is a boundary of sorts
a convenient ridge
on the one side of which
is most me
and on the other
all mingle and flow 

it is good sometimes to walk the perimeter
test the permeability of the fences
chat up the gate keepers
and admire the gates