The Way
One word
no word
came the word.
is this what they meant?
Came the one,
is this what they meant?
Cradled by love
and the complete disaster
of coming,
of oneness.
So, we forced our faith
into a man,
a figure
object flesh but no more
secure.
They followed the way.
Path, no path
or split, subconscious,
silly era of just belonging?
Not counting our concerns
that one man could be so kingly,
they followed,
were
absorbed
became
the infinite Tao.
We didn’t.
© george wicker 2006