the bird freed from form.

by on July 6, 2016 :: 1 comment

what is origami without paper?
the bird freed from form,
the hands signing to the void:
we could not bend the air.

i saw the bird in mind before i began,
and just never stopped seeing it.

now she flies where i do,
wings unfolded by freedom,
body untouched by matter,
song uncluttered by shape.

i once saw one hand clapping,
and knew the only bird
who could hear the sound.

editors note:

A koan constructed for our enlightenment; or, the bird’s. Selah… – mh clay

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