Monday 21 October 2013

K as a Chinese jar still, Moves perpetually in its stillness

to K

movement #3

Timeless, and undesiring
Except in the aspect of time
Caught in the form of limitation
Between un-being and being.
Sudden in a shaft of sunlight
Even while the dust moves
There rises the hidden laughter
Of children in the foliage
Quick now, here, now, always -
Ridiculous the waste sad time
Stretching before and after.

--T.S. Eliot