SEAMS

'Twas a dark day
until the sun bled
through the sky
leaving a jagged
rift in the atmosphere
and the clouds...
Softly, gently
ash fell drifting
through the air
and in a white flash
everything was turned
upsidedowninsideout
everythingbackwards
everythingnothing
everynothing
disappeared as my eyes
melted away and at last
I could truly see
not the world
not heaven not hell
but everything
but nothing
all in the same
instance, hiding
behind a veil
of secrecy
a conspiracy
ravelled so taut
it had no seams,
but was one...

Life, it seems, is a seam.