The Place

When you find your place

It is a place that is shaped like you

And you like it

-You having been changed out of all recognition

  Into all recognition-

That place

The one you thought

You’d never find

Because you didn’t know its shape

Or yours

Or even if it was there.

Only the smell rising from a dream led you

Like a memory not yet remembered

But it was enough to bring you here

Out into this broad high valley

Dangerously free unbordered because

Now you know

Broad and free as it is

It does not lead to any other places

Only more of this

And more of you

There is a way out only if you change,

Have your corners knocked back on,

Become smaller,

Bored with the avalanches of life here.

You could get back then

But you would have to die

  

                                                                 WILF 17 09 2009