Somewhere Deep: Go To The Edge (Part 4)
IV. Go To The Edge
A successive fall from the precipice is an undertaking
that exceeds the turning of color: a barrenness
The passage is now accompanied by knowing
So I travel downward on the memory of upward perspective
Unclothed of reciprocity, sores from the initial cascade reopen
They know about the inevitable upward climb.
Now, that there is nothing to lose
it’s free flowing verse and whatever it takes to get through it
Nothing to lose means look what you’ve started,
Look what you walked across, and look what you were a part of
Two times I hung from a fragile edge
Two times I flew willingly through the rainbow to achieve these opposing views
Two times will become three thousand
Will become looking up again and again
Landing again I am restored by recalling my intention:
Go to the edge, go somewhere deep
Galleria degli Uffizi, Firenze
