The silence of symbiosis carries me
I float in and out of presence
I lose conscious weight
Through acts of unconscious removal
I take hold of sense
Intense with sensibilities
The light fades
My warmth wraps me
Good thoughts sprinkle their dust
It is the all of all oneness
The I that is able to reconnoitre
To have discourse with the wider world
The word I chose was egress
The word you chose was egret
Both had a part to play in departure
Both played some part in recovery
Fortune favours those who depart
Whether with will or without
Fortune plays her part
As they sit on the cill
In search of all but what love doubts
