First Draft 012

have you ever read a book and thought it could be the last you ever need to read?

lay your body into the clear pool
and watch turbid waters pass

or is it you in that pool
being watched as you pass turbid waters?

it's a tale as old as
these thoughts that consume

this clever mind of ours is trained
and strains to discern empty discrimination

but what if the clear pool is
and the turbid waters are
and that was enough?

would you still see yourself?
would you still know the other?

if you came to know
that you will never know
that would be enough