The Untitled Fourth Album

Two hundred meters up

In twenty minutes

 

You couldn’t really call it misty

Could you, because it’s more like cloudy

Isn’t it

 

So you walk out into the clouds

Trusting that the road you followed around the mountain yesterday

Is still there today

Or that a new path will be revealed

Remaining calm

When everything behind you

Disappears the instant you move forward

 

You couldn’t be more in the now

Than then

 

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In the space between

back there

And up ahead

There is clarity

 

It’s the phenomenon known as visibility

Funny how the knowable area around me

Enlarges as I move into it

With reverence

 

When I move forward

Into the unknown

Despite a strong desire to

Freeze up or to go back

To where I was

To what I knew was true

Only seconds before

 

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I walked out of a house

Up a hill, through a gate and

Into the mist

 

Now there is nothing

I can see

To prove that

Five steps back there was

Or five steps forward

There will be

 

In fact, there really is no forward or back

 

I can trust only what I know to be true

All the way up to the point where

It isn’t anymore

 

 

Timelessness to the left

Of center

 

Welcome to the rite

Of expansion