For Ever

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I asked them

What the tree was like

They told me of its name

I asked again

What tree was like

They told me history

Of tree of genus seed

Of light and leaf

Bequeathed to us

In brief a twig

Of life in thrust

Like us

I asked them

What the tree was like

This mystery

Of tree of me

Of sky of sea

Of us together

What we be

I asked them

But they answered not

And then I knew

That things cannot

Begot but getting

Due

But never ending

Motioning in flux

Continuation

Life it bends

In weaves and winds

I find

I cannot lie

With names

A tree is me

And we are

Forever

Always

Here and free

 

©K Barr

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Mirrors

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Who

Do you

Do

When you

Enact

A seeming

Fact

Of being

That does not

Reflect election

Of the whole

Of what you

Can be

In your motioning

Emotion

Don’t detract

Reduce to lack

Or form to liking

In a moment

Can’t exist

In this

Confinement

Must resist

All naming

There’s no shame in

What you be

You cannot see

Your self-detected

In the mirrors

Of your head

Subjected

Lay to rest

All striving

No more hiding

Let you be

 

©K Barr

Spill It

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Stirring up of Spirit
Whirring where it will
To fill up any space
In overfill to fall
Below in grow-up
To be tall to take down
Round then square
Will dare with care
And not begot begetting
Letting go withholding
So you know can kiss
And get to tell as well
As never understand
Your hand may hold
If you don’t try
To fly with it
Be bold and don’t forget
To let it be…

©K Barr

Relativity

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The relations

Of the stationary stop

No gaps with you

You flow you know

You go with slow and fast

No lasting task

All paces are no race to you

And faces of the people

That you see and who see you

Are phantoms through a mirror

Giving glimpses of the momentary

Elemental monumental

Motioning and singing

Wild songs are yet untold

And never to be tamed

In bold unfolding freedom

You call me…

 

©K Barr

 

 

Fitting-In

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I

Don’t fit

In here

This space

Not place

Enough for me

For free

I am

With rolling writhing

Soaring diving

Alternating

Currently to be

Is not a lot

And also far too much

As such my telling

Must defy me

Always and forever

I be never

Shift contained in ever

Shall be worlds unfolding

Never to be told in

Holding mean confinement

No alignment me…

 

©K Barr