Just

what
sets into memory
the echo of oneself
like a kiss bestowed
upon a leper
metamorphosized
a thousand tiny times each day
by Vermeer's sunlight
opening doors to stillness
in the twilight echoed nod
of 'closeyoureyesandIamthere'?

"What terror haunts Van Gogh's head,
caught in a becoming-sunflower?"
(Deleuze and Guattari, WIP)



"Be still and know that I am with you."
(English prayer)