But I am no Rumi.
I am grounded finer than stardust
I am not one thing.
I am not even nebulous.
I am a powder grounded
I take time to gather my being.
They say there is no time.
Have they found, upon awakening, that their being
I know not.
Rumi, at least, left me one legacy:
Gathering, gathering, gathering.
A mercurial being
gathering into a mercurial ball
I am gathering.
January 8, 2012