to what is new, and yet, has always been
i know not from where You have come
but I will not question
i am not sure how a lone soul can breathe this essence
but It is strong, and physical, and It passes through me with wild joy
i wish i could understand
but ultimately, the search for understanding may diminish the wonder
and so I simply receive, blissfully, without the clarity that tends to
shove me from the road of forward motion
doorsflyopenlightsflareandfiresmokerises
and suddenly, it is not about the door
nor, about the way it may be opened
for there is
bright
Light.
-jn
