having exhausted all roads, the mind turns to words.

having exhausted all words, the heart turns to roads.

having exhausted all roads and words, the heart-mind turns toward silence.

hollowed out, words and roads fade...into...cloud-light.

(c) 2018 / Pure Land Poetry / Frank LaRue Owen (Wandering Stone Lantern) / purelandpoetry.com

sound: Projected Formations, Roy Mattson