Long, desultory periods of waiting in
a sea softly undulating like a sinuous
snake, interspersed by short periods of
furious waves breaking, diving into them,
riding them out, being a mermaid for brief
intervals, in between interminably waiting
for the next wave to happen
Dreaming about quantum reality where either
nothing happens or something terrible does,
pondering questions without physical reality
such as nobody looking and a whole new
fantasy world springs into existence, where
things that can’t be observed can be invented
without restriction, enlarging
The scope of the imagination, the Dancing
Wu-Li Masters smiling enigmatically knowing
that the observable world was first conceived
by consciousness wishing to experience its own
feelings and dreams, life being a superb dance
of energy manifesting as electricity and
magnetism, held together by
Infinite love, creating a sensory 3-D
animation that only exist in
human awareness…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem