a glance that holds the world and all
its seas and mountains dangling in the air,
from Sunstone, Octavio Paz
A look confirms
existence --
thought blows wind
through fire --
a spark's heat defeats
the nihilous ocean's
dubious nothing that
sloshes under
the too-blue morning --
equippers clamor,
but tools do not
achieve escape precocity --
a shovel or
a sand mind
are what is.