Vertex

Vertex

Whispering wind through my hair

meeting my warm skin with a kind touch

seeking no return of the greeting

as the arcing sun washes over the land

Finding me perfectly alone

bright swirling images etch my eyes

remembering the future as it evolves

before me all around in every direction

No time moving away, no space unfolding

Just now, as now, before and behind now

Riding the crest of expanding experience

my presence connects all with all

Billy Radd
Asheville