A Note
Unflinching and infinite
skies remain speechless
witness embracing all
judging none
Birds fly
to the feeder
that's enough
school for the day
Microcosms of the one song
compete in beauty
praise and thanks due
to an unconscious harmony
Flying into your heart
beauty dispels distance
thus A is B
you are there
* * *
In a sea of oxygen
there'll be no drowning
the fatal mistake
is clinging to the surface

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Tue 3rd Mar 2026 21:44
Thanks Adam. Your last four lines remind me of Toricelli’s observation that:
"We live submerged at the bottom of an ocean of the element air”.