INFINITES
Delight and despair abound in one lifetime. Is there a way of making sense of them? The infant’s smile comes from another world and yet is hungry for this life too. The dying man smiles because he sees the light coming through the door from that other world. He’s thirsty for its life. The unspoiled light joins the two ends of life. In the middle it exists as colour, dancing colours, delight and despair. It turns a lifetime into a minute, and a minute into an age. So set out even now to find that light, to reach for the infinites.
Infinites
And even at the other end of life
the infant’s smile will light upon the face
of a dying man right up to the door
he will go out by, knowing what he saw
when there was nothing in the world but light.
He will be small again, then, small enough
to reach for infinites, and they for him.
Seconds
And through that door the unspoiled light resides,
which joins the infant’s smile and the old man’s grasp,
pain with wishing, delight, despair, and all
creaking with eternity in a hinge.
Then set out even now to find that light -
an hour is round with it, a day no more
or less, lifetimes loan it to a minute,
and seconds tremble from the wonder of its sight.
Best wishes, today,
Landar
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