No Time To Lose Moon
Full Moon November 18, 2021
I don’t want to die & don’t want to be reborn forever
can’t live the way it was & can’t touch the bottom of the future
like a giant catfish or a nine foot sturgeon ten hundred years old
desire occupies the current below the deep
Scenario: no more longing
Imagine I am grateful to everyone for everything.
Tears moisten my face.
I make eye contact & hold the hand of suffering.
Life seems to glisten like a newborn.
This season drive all blame into one blaze.
Herd the feral mustangs, recognize causality.
One hot fire.
Who is the one you call yourself
during these long moonlit nights
wandering this living earth?
Are you not everyone,
is everything not you?
Settle—after wildness & close inspection.
Water naturally clears absent agitation.
Mind swims on. Do one thing fully.
Poem: no more longing
A gift-giving river
death a promise
all open & lucid & bright
Poem by Qayyum Johnson
Painting by Suiko McCall. Inhale & Exhale II, 2013. Sumi ink on Yupo, 20×10″ diptych.