All things were together. Then mind came and arranged them.
In the beginning, that Word--
just there with, as and of
but what about before
that beginning of sound and silence,
before God thought to think?
What was there in that nowhere?
Now here, is any of it
Mr. Heidegger said, "We don't have ears
to hear sound. There is sound because
we have ears."
I once dreamed me and my lover
were standing atop a heap of Time's totality--
All things piled all the way up,
culminating into us swaying in an Osaka subway car.
I leaned out,
to her eye to see my eye.
I can't recall who kissed who to participate
in the perfection like that.
My ignorance is a part
of my knowledge, and vice-versa.