The distance of belonging

In the matter of thought when our senses

thread all together, lessons take

on the balance that love requires.



Stillness as the far stars,

quiet, serene and brilliant.

Is it the interface where all

about brings the closer step

this perfection?



Is it just a feeling in one's body?

Can the total of days be as the

essence of heart where this balance

of greatness passes each of us

along any street at any time:



what if we acquire the knowledge of those

star-lives so far in the distance of

belonging?