Middle Position
The meaning of the loving perspective
comes often near middle age
the middle way between
loathing and adoration
hopefulness and resignation
between the force and the quivering
the believing and the finally living
here everything radiates outward
away from the Eliotian still point
illuminating both past and future
here there is no light
delineating any difference between you or me
from this point
everything is seen
neither clearly nor cloudy
from here on out
old as you are
you’ll never be any younger
what arises is a gratitude
for the missing father the lost love
the never said words the thwarted passion
whose very absence
codifies the importance
of presence like a hot iron branding
after the cooling, what emerges
is the wisdom of knowing
in a man who sees the spaces
carved from invisible stone
that only he could ever see
Love is presence in absence
one demands the other
love breathes into existence
the space that only love itself can fill
It isn’t the middle
it isn't the halfway point
neither beginning nor end
it isn’t anything
it isn’t nothing
let’s just say—
Everything all at once
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