Monday, October 8, 2012

Ever Arriving

"At the still point of the turning world...
there the dance is...
Except for the point, the still point,
there would be no dance,
and there is only the dance."
T.S. Eliot 

I think of it
as the Swirling Radiance,
movement that never ceases,
ever arriving
from the last moment 
of eternity,
the plundered second
of all that will ever be.

And you, here,
are at the midpoint,
the demarcation
of what has always been
and what is perpetually approaching,
your seeing is that which sustains,
carries forth,

You are the perpetual 
heaven's link to time.
If you listen, you can 
almost hear it swish 
as it goes by.

Dorothy Walters.
Photo:  Peter Bowers