Being is the Pursuit
most tied to Immortality
its song complete
no longer striving
or trailing
behind
Future,
Now
or Once Was;

enjoying the Thing Created
is to gain pleasure
or perhaps to give
and receive it
but to Be The Thing
is a Wholly Unconscious
neither Joy Nor Pain nor Pleasure
only the activity of Being
in Being's Grasp
Swept Away
Joined to some
Universal Other
greater than the Single Self
where Being
is Neither Past, Nor Present
Nor passive
nor fixed upon the Future.
This describes
all the truly Beautful.

Nor is it to live in the Now
Because Being is not a Now
it is a flow
a creative Flowing River of Being
which  sweeps away
Individual Consciousness and Ego
rising above Mere Craft 
is the willingness to be
Possessed and Possess
bending to the Flow
Uncomprehended
Being absorbed
in that Universal  Ambrosia
which is Beings Ground
as you are swept away
becoming Selfless,
this too is Love.
 
Creativity's Unconsciousness is
Where
Time-Space
is four dimensional;
Being that mysterious
wedding of all my Past
all my Future
all my Now
and I
I am the cork
in the Universe
  wedged in the Champagne
bottle
exploding;
giving Birth
to this
very
Poem,
an
Overflowing
Bubbling Out as
the Efflusion
which is
this very poem
participating
therereby
in Love, Creativity and Timelessness;
and that Beauty
which
sometimes
Humans Are Allowed.