Pisces

Pisces

by Sam Flot

Looking into her eye

I saw a fish eye inside the eye of the fish

I saw inside her eye

Leaving me wondering why

My lower lip dropped

All speaking stopped

It’s all part of the mosaic

Her eye, the fish, the water, the red star

The zebra on green grass

Smiling in the subservience of

Giving a ride to a mystic

The bearers of light hold still

In one hand a staff, in the other light

The staff symbolizes life’s various

Ascendencies and decscendencies

All the emotions and temporal attachments

All the clinging things you bring

With you because they are you

Look into the eye

But do not drink from the decanter

Take in all the pliant forms and remember that you can

There is no me, no you

Just us

Looking into your eye

I saw the eye of a fish inside the eye

I saw a fish inside

Looking into the eye

I saw only us

Not you, not I

Just us

3.23.11

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