ONLY THE THIRSTY DRINK

^{No medium in which One can see
Oneself without The Other}

Love is, say the savant, a well
from which God Himself draws as creating

But where are the wise to tell
why in two opposite directions flow
our birth, and our death

(Only who drinks is quenched)

Add, the learned, however, even this
for the thirsty by the water trough: that
the Whole Being appears circular

And that He, Himself
Divine Existence (The Secret
of secrets) offers a scene
of His endlessness
to the minute, human
eye, with the picture of the birth
of star constellations
and cyclones . . .

Now I see me and all around me as a jet
And that each jet has its own inlet
and to that inlet
the opposite
well
and how it is, endless
the inward, and the outward
circle
of Creation