the book of colour

[sweetwater]

the picture imposed the virtue of words
to say what might be retrospectively
remembered like the sun against the sky
in the stillness of one's breath
standing there in the contemplative
paroxysm

if i can such things say

the future is a construct
of wishing
and the memory of oneself
projected onto

the template and fabric
of being and becoming

retrospectively remembering
the future

in the glimpse of line
and colour

and the fascination
of daylight and dream

as if on this line here
you are
as yourself

still 'dreaming'

a witness to the waiting
of something circular

going round
and coming back
again to yourself

here on this line

to remember
the future
of

[dadio]

Deep but good.