Below is a poem I offer that emerged from my experiences of Open Space. This is the world it creates for me and in me. I hope you enjoy the sense and nonsense of it. Thanks, Craig


                                                A Poem of Open Space
                                                         Craig Gilliam
                                                          10/3/06


The dance of nonsense,
        in and out of time,
                the swirling mass matters,
                        the deep rhythms,
                                no one knows, but all know, unspoken,
                                        rising waters, sinking tides,
                                                        the Spirit moving over 
the deep,
                                                                order from 
chaos,
                                                                        chaos 
from order,
                                                                                
               silence,
                                                                        out of 
the whirlwind,
                                                out of the fragments of 
disconnects,
                                        a subtle voice emerges,
                                whispers,
                        shouts,
                a new song,
        a new order,
                                        new connections,
                                playing with and through us;
                        Is it all for naught,
        or is it naught that opens the way?

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