Sometimes the three of us
look all at once at something else.
Something swells, distracts, elucidates –
it starts out over there, and then it’s over here.
This is how the mind works: flits from lure to lure --
its cure for any notion there is nothing.
How infinite the stuffing in this business!
We never could be bored.
You can’t be bored by Is-ness.
Adore and be adored!