Rame Head
by roy k austin
(dorset england)
I feel an uplift at the edge on wings that glide the scaur, as grasses slant away with me to sails that list offshore . I feel the poles of east and west as the seer and the seen, when will the knower and the known be married in between? Am I this cliff, this point of view, the oblivious sky, I see the curve, the rolling globe resolve into the eye. A self - unreal - that lifeless moon that shimmers on the sound, is man the last deciphered rune - the ground, the very ground ? ……………………………….............. From Towards Atman
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