This I Believe
Relation and Reciprocity (A Poem)
Ideas splash over my field of view;
I contemplate the world in and through a flood of light.
Texture and timbre permeate my senses.
The spectacle is manifold.
There are phases, poles,
aspects and dimensions.
In one sense I am dissolved,
immersed, and embedded,
in a field of expression.
I feel motion, pulse and presence.
Through grace I am seized, absorbed and drawn in.
In another sense I bracket, frame and name
I understand the forces and elements as functions and processes
which continually adjust according to fixed and known canon.
I know the formulae and thus I arrange,
direct and control.
But it can happen that providence and will, combine,
to form another unique expression.
Object and subject are inextricably fused.
I encounter a pure reciprocal relationship.
Being both breathes, and is breathed.
The recurrent firmament defies description.
We are motes, and thus quanta in the vast space-time grid.
Yet we are also one and the same as the indissoluble matrix.
Relationship is more than it can ever know.
Ineluctably I make, but am beyond comprehension, made.
Interpretation here falls short;
here is the fount of all actual life.
The droplet and the ocean are reciprocally one.
Images wash through the viewer’s mind.
All life is encounter.
All relationship is reciprocal.
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