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Brilliant! ! By then, we will be asleep, locked in a tangle of limbs, with those huge currents of sea and stars flowing within our deep psyches, alternating at rest or in motion. Let be....is excellent.

Eureka! I finally have a clue to what Walt Whitman meant when he said: Do I contradict myself? Very well, then, I contradict myself. I am large. I contain multitudes. Your poem mentions philosophers, who want to put everything into logical diagrams with letters and arrows, but poetry is beauty out of chaos, isn't it?

I read Summer Highlands first and liked the image of fire and water reconciled and the alternating movements of the entwined bodies. Then I found this one, and at first I thought I liked Summer Highlands better. But that was yesterday and the images of the interior Mississippi and thoughts jostling in the gutter has stayed with me. I think this will be a poem I come back to again and again!

Daniel, with its description of the mind’s landcape—vivid and recognizable—this for me is one of your best poems. The something of the title and mentioned at the beginning of the first and third stanzas is never named—unless I missed it. But as I understand it, that is not the most important thing if we accept the mind as the Ouroborus. The friendship as we witness and share together the outer and inner worlds—that is a something we need. - Glen

DANIEL, this is brilliant work! ! ! many myths are laced with truths either in concrete facts or established principles that use the myth as a vehicle to carry its point, there are really wide corridors as well as narrow paths in the subconscious..backing up for whatever purpose, then the sweet release that brings focus! , this poem is absolutely superb in every sense my friend! ! !