to Lea

ambiguity is the place where I begin
when muses blink at it.
I am not writing but listening carefully with all the senses
of what is present, of what is given.

zero-h guides with light
while patient arrows wait to be signified
in emet.

All is, thus always has been.
subtly it appears as a prince
when we are ready to contemplate it
and commit to this appreciation
expanding into-d.os together.

next is mystery.