Driving Through the Countryside

Driving through the countryside

deciding everything is not what it appears to be

may get you far enough to see a wider panoply

of streaks and jots and jagged shocks

and blots of the implausible disguises of Reality,

but may I here incline my head to thine

and share a plausible solution to this bind?

Observations I have made suggest that while

there’s neither light nor shade nor underneath,

above nor up nor down nor forward nor behind –

in shimmeringly undermining fact,

a Mind is at the root, and has your back –

which you will never know because

you cannot know yourself. (Oh dear. Perhaps

we should have left this secret on the shelf.)





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