Transfer High
I hear the wind
where others only see the leaves fall
and I am, in some way
the leaves and the wind
though I lack the difference
between them....
I am some ever present sum
at once complete and yet growing
and as I become the leaves and the wind
so they become me.
I am the pattern, more and more
focused on itself, learning its way,
I am causality climbing itself
looking for second sight,
evolution about to
find the mirror.
gallagher
10 mar 75
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —