Where The Water Caught Fire – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Photo: section of the Cape to Cape Walk, Mokidup.

“The learned who can explain the meaning of truth are not found everywhere.” Nagarjuna

Where The Water Caught Fire

The one way,
where dual binaries easily slip away
unnoticed by the focussed heart,
who looks for the now of now,
an ecstasy of the soft underfoot,
the heathed path shadowed by 
clouded greys above my thoughts
of encompassing all that is,
because it is, and embody the 
feelings that wash over me as
words choke and desire wants to
shout in this moment of encounter
at this still point of interdependence,
in the very place where the water 
caught fire and I became.

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