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It comes down to simply this white paper
and to the potential pen marks I will see..
To the awareness I am and potential colors and forms..
In arising this morning..and on the walk just now
I need to see clearly: the whiteness I am and
the colors staging within..and made of the
Whiteness...
Now
is not a time or a place
but..yielding to the limits of language..
it is the place where thought cannot go..
The small self searches past and future
remaining the poorer
as the desire for Now is not satisfied..
Now is the white paper
seeming as no-thing
potentially as every-thing...
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