Written by Tara Rice
They appear as quickly as they escape, these dreams and revelations.
Just before I attempt to explore, they depart, leaving empty space…
so how can you pilot the planet?
how can you be insightful change?
and how do you know this moment has the present creation to arrange?
The way to make the doubt go away;
Harm cannot be if resistance doesn’t exist,
so I’ll surrender ceremoniously.
In this space, do you know your place?
are your parts and pieces grounded in a systematic manner?
Overindulge the gray – as my ego walks through, I secure the door.
She protests…what did you do that for?
haven’t we made a great force so far?
and do you really think you’ll ever find…
The way to make the doubt go away?
Harm cannot be if resistance doesn’t exist, so I’ll surrender ceremoniously.
silence has a voice
nothing is created outside
only within this void
i’m going to drop the ball
and i’m going to let it fall
to lay bare