A butterfly
is a meeting
of worlds:
caterpillar,
cocoon, then
lit frenzy in flight.
A flight
is a meeting
of worlds:
sky which is,
ground which was,
new ground in landing.
A landing
is a meeting
of worlds:
place one doesn't
know,
place one sees
in the present,
place one will know.
Knowledge
is a meeting
of worlds:
that which one hears,
that which one will hear,
and that which
one cannot hear
but senses
on the edge of
knowing.
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