When the World Comes Clear

by Andrew Colliver


Original Language English

When the world comes clear,
changeless in its changing
and everywhere revealed,

the sun might be lighting
a rendered wall inscribed
by winter tree's shadow;

when the world comes clear
light might seem to shift
to show a morning free of any other time;

when the world comes clear
something pulling tight within
your mind might fall away

to leave a formless space,
a fathomless space in which
eternal life cannot be granted,

or even offered,
but only recognised, so simply,
as what you are.



- From the unpublished manuscript A Day of Light, by Andrew Colliver

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