it is the listening that makes pilgrimage
attentive,sharp,responsive,soft,deep
a well to drink from,a lake to throw Excalibur into
a river to walk into with stones in your pockets
an ocean to sit besides to count waves of attention
a sea with steps down to Titanic depths
water of rain in a desert drought
warmth of a fire in eyes and heart
circle of signal and response
arrows of truth piercing St Sebastian 's heart
Meek and mild among the Babel of caffeine muzak
Metaphor waits like a crocodile for tourists attention
SNAP! that cracked moment of spine seriousnest
Birds return and make more murmurations
This is why we return like a boomerang
Songs in the air remain/ad infinitem...
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