January: Year-day 30

         
                                        
                                         
January: Year-day 30

Spirit is a music no one can hear
but can often see the results of: hands
mending a gown, dervishes of dust, lands
in the shapes of knolls tranquilizing fear,
strawberries dyeing fingers.  If a man
wails at The Wall, or a woman; or looks
an arabesque through; somehow out of books
changes; more easily charms his life's span,

nothing in the spheres is heard, in the heart
seen; only elsewhere.  Castles: reachings for
the ultimate.  Malachi Martin's art
ofinsight.  Yours.  Mine.  Worlds from which we start;
stretch toward.  Peering in/ or out of/ a door.
Still/ on a mountain.  Waiting/ on a shore.

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