a pattern of what else / the poem

of a curve in this house
is a line / of the heart / neither dust

nor ribbon / two lives
someday together / emerging
from what is woven / happening

through glass or the years
on the sand / in the valley / we wear

the tangent mind / aflame

becoming is the subtle best seat
through knots / interwoven and tangles / within       

our tangible forms / finely seen
or through questions / unanswerable
rush after horses / always theirs already    

along the world tugs apart instead
the stone / my feet may measure / and the future

that of the bell may grow / will sway