to ask that question;
what I want is to stand
underneath
and inside it—
to feel it accrete
around me like a pearl
around a grain of sand,
until I'm not the one
who is doing the asking;
I am the one who is
doing the accretion—
dancing like
dust coalescing
around
what wonder
must be lost
whenever we seek an answer;
when we sellout
our attention,
or turn it upside-down
and watch
the nothing that was in there
fall back to the ground.
