When Staring out,
　　　As far as the eye could see,
Clichés of insignificance should disappear,
Realization of proportion should be swept away,
Then
　When all that exists is an image,
　When all that exists
Exists within you,
Peace can be found in the unity of nature.

A union can be formed between you,
And you,
And we,
　All become Me.

And I exist somewhere between
The embraced sea and sky,
The deep end of a cavern,
The seeming randomness of cloud formations
　　　　　And
Blood flow and
Electrical surges and
Barely measurable, inverted images
That collect all of our greatness and

Embed them in our mind,
　　　　　Our mind’s eye,
　　　　　　Our mind’s soul.

I exist
　As you know,
Not in the air around
Or the farthest regions of the imagination,
But in the metaphysical moment,
Which,
Like the horizon,
Cannot exist w/o perspective,
The endless moment
　　　　　As the eye and the world unite.