The Lodge
in the lodge halfway between
dream and life
I arrived alone
without hope or desire
with no walked road
and no movement required
.
I was never there
and I never left
myself
my own monarch
.
I could reign there
but effort is absent
and like a shadow
.
I didn’t live where I was
I don’t live where I am
I dream as if living
in the lodge
.
from me, to myself
from who I am not
to who I am
