Too Often ~ Poem

Too Often
 
Too often the world seems to stop dancing
The darkness opens up the remembering
The remembering gives way to the light
 
Our world may spin too fast to assemble
those recollections coming to the surface
A pause is needed between the thought and the answering
 
There are consciousness points
where the physical eyes see the subliminal
Our gaze points to the unknowable 
 
Maybe that's creation happening
before our very eyes
Points of reference keep evolving
 
The unknowable becomes knowledge
The reaching out becomes the reaching in
If there's an answer available it will come
 
Julie
July 2025