The world is getting thinner,
so transparent it’s hard to see.
Like the rippling incandescent surface,
of an invisible depthless ocean.
The unseen immensity of that vastness,
floods my senses shut,
to the hollow glittering noises,
of the diversity of form.
It becomes so hard to notice,
the weightless detail,
that once mapped and ballasted,
my being into form.
As knowledge settles like sediment,
rising lightly as a dewdrop,
being released from knowing,
transposes and inverts all images,
while yet remaining,
effortlessly pure.