Circumpunct

David Chatel

1/25/20241 min read

Circumpunct

To discover another in the dream of life
is such sweet confirmation
of the connectedness of all things.
To look beneath time and space,
where the camouflage of age and stage distorts,
To peer past rolls and forms and thought
and see the real one,
is to behold the soul of humanity,
unbound by division,
free to share one heart.
Who is seen but the seer?
Who known but the knower?
Dissolving into the progressive bliss
Of they, into we, into free.

Art: Circles in a Circle, by Wasilly Kandinsky, 1923.