109. It is Not that You Are Tired Again, but That You Have Exceeded Waiting

in breaking past

and passing, you break

forward and take to

making what a world

might be, that simple

thinking (grace in

being in the body

of the mind (extended

service of the heart))

hearing in the sifting

finding in the shifting

ways the way back

through to forward and

all of forward’s means

(a waiting done and being

done, a starting starting

over (there is in nothing

lingered out a stopping

but a going through))

you do not leave but

change in transformation’s

languid way as body

after time’s delaying makes

us wiser wieldy well and

(well, we miss whatever

we have wanted and wanting

more we never have (yet love

what we can finally take

that reaching longer

fully grasps))

begin beginning’s augured

openings the blossomed flower

of life well lived and loved

until the scent arises as if

you’d sent yourself away

(the place to go was time and

forward (feeling fragrance

as weight in lightness’

gentle pull of coming, taking

nothing out but adding to))

to toil in thinking all a life

and find in thinking means

of making and making system of

the senses of the workings of

the world, for that allows a

mind to be what must be (a

maker creating terraces of

meaning (extracting from what

chaos meets you, direction

to the world of working))

it is a joy of being to be

as you in place of making to

site of being, the mind’s relaxing

gaze attuned to hearing every

scent it touches, alive in beauty,

breath, and pleasure, morning

meeting you with gentle

gestures (and there’re no alarms

to worry sleep before its finish

(the bureau’s top with its dust

delayed, the glaze of sunlight

lightly glowing))

we say no goods, we say no byes,

we buy you time for all that’s good,

and time is all we have till ending

ends a time and makes it more,

the doors that open from the building

open forward, open out, funnel

tunneled out to light, the breeze

of autumn flowing softly (all

encounters taking pleasure at

the pleasure of success, at

simplest acts of being’s being, at

the goal of living, having, well

(and making room in life for life,

and making life for you to be))