thought is an image I will
pursue toward emergent clarity
free from Reason’s cold sins
where meaning’s ambiguity ripens
sense flows like a spring from stone
with a spasmodic grace across
the face of the world not simply
from structured steps rationing
prescribed allotments to hold us
close within some elegant number
Instead I trust enough to follow
words wherever they wish to go
like butterflies across a field
of flowers dancing in the wind
(March 25, 2014)
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