That Still Point

                                               Always a point

                                                        perhaps we know

                                                                in a time beyond

                                                                       that comes and goes

                                                That attaches the heart

                                                        to the soul

                                                                as water flows

                                                                       through a hole

                                               Rising higher



                                                                     dynamite ignited

                                                                            equilibrium boiling

                                             Always a point

                                                        beyond which devours

                                                                 the water of the heart

                                                                           the tears of the soul.

                                                                                     s.k. lindeman