What is Not Reveals What Is

Spirits Rising

“Spirits Rising” Photo by Klause Priebe http://photo.net/photodb/photo?photo_id=15988133

Who we are not, weathers through time
be it by water, wind, will or wine.
Gazing into the talus of our becoming

Amidst the course, drifts the fine.

Our purpose is to bear the breeze
With lips to cup, till weakened knees
Besotted within a life between
Pre-eternal, post eternity.

Thirsting through our body’s gristle
flows the milk beneath the thistle
you, true content sans container
Are pulsing spirit, interstitial.

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