COME TO CLAIM
'You are a madman, you know?' Maybe so. I have
come to claim the living and the dead together, to
walk them past the stream which separates their death
from their life - where these things over-mingle and
lap together. To show them there is no difference
between these two streams.
As the sky swallows the light yet emits the same,
we look up in wonder to see the exposition - and
each manifestation of a point upon the compass'd
wall - turn east to the see brilliance,
turn west to watch it fall.