i thought at first it was a human child but then realized it was just just a bundle of trash and food

open your eyes
and there’s a

and now it’s a

look up
into the sky
and see
your moon.

look again
and now
there are two.

look in a
mirror pool
and there you are
looking back.

look into a
mirror pond
and now it’s
someone else.

we look
for understanding
but that is not something
we can see.

all we can do is
be pointed,
in its direction.

all we can know is
that the observer
and the observed
are one
and the same thing.

a tiny flower begins to show itself, still mostly closed up in layers of pale green. its stem bears a few perfect droplets of water.

Published by Zak

an intertidal island in an ocean of impermanence.

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