Continually blowing seeds and
plankton on
the undersea currents
the wheel turns
replentishes itself
lives and dies away as one
mourns in milliseconds
then moves on
purpose lost and purpose found
what bits of spirit come to the surface
and dive into the roll
whether standing in one place
or moving on a train
the restless want and the secret need
seeking to become as one again.

For we were born to wander
as if from the gates of Eden
seperation is the theme
but scenes from the wilderness
go by.
What if were to be content
to eat the many legged creatures
of the ground
or the berries of the bushes
if I found one person who fit so tightly
our spirits wrap around one another
like the snake around the trunk
of that sacred tree
would that make me unfulfilled?

For even now
happy all these years
I still have the tendancy to ride the train
seeking the need through verse and song.
I need no closure
but the longing
which never quite reveals itself
teases and pulls
and within this game
of fighting over the covers
I still keep warm enough
to be intrigued
to laugh
to admire
within the whole of universal seperation
within the tumbleweeds across the road
I’ll get what I need before the last sun crosses
horizon to horizon before my eyes are closed
I will be as one as I was intended to be
both in a crowded room and alone
where the want and the need
the ying and the yang
call home.


bill bell

Everett, United States

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