Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Behold from This Green Earth

Only I am. Everyone else is
just a lovely secondary thought.
And the same goes for you as goes for me.

For Being is the primordial and
immaculate conception. All thoughts
to follow are purely unoriginal.

But in Acadia did
the mountains rise spontaneously
from the deep blue sleep of the cold Maine sea.

And a wedding party hikes the eastern slope of First Light Mountain—
Wapuwoc—or what aliens will christen as Green Mountain—
but empire is calling Cadillac.

Upon sacred Wapuwoc the sun of all
duality is waking up
in stormy threes and sevens.

This is written in the great bronze age of
the United States Geologic Survey
but just wait until awareness is aware of awareness.

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