Suzanne Visser

I have a hundred thousand faces (and so do you)

My face is everywhere Except where it is supposed to be
That face I cannot see
My face is in the mirror
In the water is my face
In the hollow of a spoon: my face
On the dead screen of a TV: my face
In the portrait that I paint... my face
But where my face is supposed to be
there's a void
Where everything explodes
Into delicious (non)-reality
Of Here and Now
Of non-duality, of you and me.....
Undividedly.... Taking it slowly...
Making no plans

Suzanne Visser