The Best of It Is, There Is No Other Choice

From the book "When Ruby Was Still in My Arms"
 

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Witness, it disappears.

Look, it cannot be seen,
it is beyond structure.
Listen, it cannot be heard,
it is beyond sound.
Sniff, it cannot be smelled,
it is more than spice and scent.
Trace, there is no beginning.
Follow, there is no end.
Feel, it cannot be touched,
it is more than emotion.
Grasp, it cannot be held,