Meantime Beyond The Gateless Gate Poem by Zyw Zywa

Beyond the Gateless Gate
I gave my stuff away -
homeless I roamed under Pisces
in the sky, their time is a long
time on the clock of the earth

The cities were founded quickly
in Aries' short hour -
but Aquarius, your centuries
are still far in the future
after the strong men

You and I don't wait anymore
we are ahead, in our meantime -
which cannot be otherwise, changes
take place gradually, even
what dominates is only partially there

Now we have some stuff again
and we no longer roam, we are -
stronger than the strong men
water carriers for each other, at home
beyond the Gateless Gate