TEN WHITE BEADS – Always We Begin Again
(With Commentary by Christen Lore Weber)
“…I wash myself with snow water…”
if you seek the white wolfe as relentlessly wandering as have i
slowly walking ten thousand circles through trackless snows
eventually you will find your way home again to your beloved
the whisper of her voice will flute you through all delusions
your depth and span measuring sorrow in snowflakes falling
from eternity higher love melting love always again reforms emptiness into clarity
if you hear the high sweet harmony above the snowflakes falling
if you see the overtones in the starlight behind the moon dansing
there you will find me as i always am in the arms of my beloved
Again that wondrous circularity, achieved by a combination of repetition and syntax: The spirals can be felt in the way the lines and words move. Entering the pace of the lines, I feel my own energies begin to spiral along with the words until I am like liquid or air moving deeply upwards (to use your elegant paradox).
Also expansive is the mystic’s invitation here to interchange sense impressions:
To “see overtones.”
To “measure sorrow in snowflakes falling” and to see the overtones of the snowflakes in the stars beyond the moon, brings together the greatest sorrow with the greatest joy so all opposites are reconciled and the eternal union with the beloved is once again recognized.