The slide

freefall into nothingness
everything falls into place
the muddiest of water
if allowed to sit quietly
will slowly become clear
as the particles
fall, fall, and slowly sink
all the way to the bottom
thought and troubles
are the particles of the mind
free fall is emptiness of expression
the amazement
of observing what is seen
without thought of what it is
when darkness becomes
a myriad of colors
moving as tinted clouds
explosions of red, purple
mauve and black
the birth and death
of mental pigmentation
i sit unto myself . . . . .

1996