Non-Local Movement No.1

 

Non-Local Movement No.1 - 2018

 

The beauty of movement caught by the silent eye of the observer,
Watching, accepting, allowing, receiving.
In stillness, the eye is open with the fire of attention,
Which burns invisibly leaving the container yet to be filled—
Never filled, always open and empty, receiving
The flowing contents of interrelated parts—
Inconceivable to the discerning system.
The eye is not separate from the vast stream
Entering. The eye breathes with blood,
And in its wholeness, outpours a polar opposite—
Spinning together, intermingling with all other actions
Never ceasing, the cosmic dance of infinite pieces
goes on into the night.
The moonlight is on the gurgling brook.

 

MS2018

Gesture No.1 (short poem)

So delicate, the particular view,
Gazing out the window—

The sounds from inside
Softly yet densely
Rebounding around
In indistinct and distorted
Rings and chimes.

MS21

Freeform No.7

 

The incomprehensible dream

Looses integrity

As Time as we know it

Begins to flicker

"Real, unreal, real..."

In chaotic switch patterns

Complimentary and

Momentary—

As the film wears

From repetition

The noisy breaks

Call out for attention

In its final attempt

To establish its

Thin and flimsy

Existence as the one

And only truth.

MS2021