there's this point of all points
called the primal point--the start
of it all.

it's where first is last
and last, first and
the in-betweens are the same.

reality dances with each of us
twirling us, dipping and spinning
us off the dance floor

into a personal oblivion
where a second is a decade
and centuries are sun dials.

finding a match, we light the dark;
moving onward, upward where
every move is the very move.

03/21/2005