the feeling of before 3/7/19

before emotion has meaning,

before dawn is soothing 

with the approach of light,

before fullness is completely reached

and emptiness is absent of mind,

before the future of stimulus 

or the bravery of enhancement,

even before, before had occupancy

as recognition having itself as residence,

that feeling, that can’t be named,

that feeling that is

either the background or the backdrop 

to everything that becomes

feeling formalized into something,

be it pervasive 

beyond the reach of search,

that which takes on the deep of questioning

as ripples in the superficiality of the moment,

that which has no surface

and will not respond 

to the request for composition’s makeup or source,

that which can’t be paraphrased

and will not be seduced into giving quotes,

that feeling that challenges 

the notion of texture or tone or timber

to be the feeling as such,

even humbles any of recognition’s attempt,

that feeling that makes solemn

appear to be delightfully softhearted, 

that which makes its recognition 

very distant by a ponderous view,

yet molecular 

inside the actions of intimate,

will not be intimidated 

by the use of language in the surround

for breakdown or breakthrough, 

will wear any human convention 

of labeling as wardrobe

and yet no sense of fashion 

will ever be declared,

has no sense of any logic

for anything other than oneness,

to consciously know that feeling 

is to realize that that feeling

is the forever 

that knows and lives as you . . .