Where Clarity Comes From

Without sentimentality

Love

is where

we find cobwebs

cleared from the path

we travel

from now

to now

to now.

 

You have passed

on.

Are you still

teaching?

I wonder,

with you

blown apart

will some of

the billions of particles

distributed amongst us

kill contempt

in one fell swoop?

Will you

finally

penetrate

the hate

that laughed

at your expense?

 

Love

with no distraction

known

or unknown

love

aware

and existential

undeterred

by competition

ego

hunger

lust

fear.

It is always

here

now.

Done