From the Wayfarer archive, Summer 2015
Three hours after lights out
At the ashram
I awaken
And witness unexpected illumination
Flashes in the cloudy heavens Reveal patterns across the firmament Until
During a lull
Against the dark expanse
A single firefly shines
Am I the sky
Or
Am I the fly
I ask the universe
“And”
Not “Or”
A voic…