Night Mine
Let Go Let go to let come For an open palm invites Unbiddable bird Books Books have possessed me As they have dispossessed me - I fancy fancy No Grudge Feeling hides in word Bears contradiction no grudge Shines in bafflement Paws Dreaming squealing dog Comforts me in bleak of night Refreshes my paws Anyone But Me So long did I long To be anyone but me Make mistaken trade Out Of Dark Out of dark came I Into light’s bewilderment Myself unrevealed Deepest Me To lose is to find As I fill the emptiness That is deepest me Such A Child I already knew Great deal I didn’t know Such a child was I Night Miner I am the miner Who excavates in the dark The seams of my coal I am the miner Who excavates in the dark The seams of my voice Procession Each can stand alone But they came in progression As a procession