As Timeless As Stalactites
Time drips like lime down the sides of my soul.
Layering my lifetimes with a mineral film
Clouding my awareness of the vastness
Of the cave of my own evolution.
I descend in darkness.
I hear water trickle below me.
Swirling and gurgling through cracks
Rounding them into the veins of this cave's heart.
If I am still, I feel the pumping,
Thursday, November 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: meditation,reality