another heaven and earth, nowhere people know.
– Li Po (“Mountain Dialogue”)
We are the nowhere people blessed
in nameless places where waves of gold
glint off grasses beyond long shadows
that stream downhill at dawn and dusk,
beyond the instant politic of greed
that lusts for more power over
humanity: all the great hearts secreted
away, shared in private moments as if
outlaws. We are the nowhere people
living an ever-changing dream
of the old ways practiced season
after season, as easily forgotten
as fading chimney smoke—
our ascension from this earth
that flesh cannot escape.
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