Light the lamp
& long live its impermanent flame.

Un-originated
unborn, unformed all the same.

Out of boundaries, deep the present
one door contains all the rest.

Uneven the more endearing
when the song’s familiar.

Tigers coming down the mountain
towards an island unto self,

yet we have come from nowhere –
nowhere to go – going nowhere…

“Concerning that which can’t be talked about,
we should not say anything.”

(2/11/2017 – Adams Point, Oakland, CA)

(Thanks & honor to Thay & Ludwig Wittgenstein)