by Steve Tanham
From no-thing do you come?
Not did, for did is burned
But do, as in a breath
Drawn in and then returned
From no-where do you come?
Not where, for where
Would fix the place
From which you show
your laughing face
From no-when do you come?
For when would break the flow
Into before and after glow
And birth begin a tale
That only times my watch of you
Not whence, but hence…
The life unfolds
And am I not as you
But eyed?
My skin your petal’s blush
Against the sky
And thus I see we never died
Nor will, nor can
Within this son of Man
Who waits within
The coming of a higher kin
©Stephen Tanham 2021
Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being.
http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog
Sun in Gemini 
Painfully beautiful, Steve… especially that last verse…
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Thank you, Ladies ❤️
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Beautiful and poignant. Thanks.
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Thank you, Darlene 😊
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