Driving Infinity ca 1978

There are two ways:
Force, or submission.

I had been barreling along on the very edge of the limit
Forcing my luck
Leaning heavily forward and back
But now I am receding, looking differently at the world
And you are showing me moderation in a quieter direction.

I am recessed and viewing the world
From a place which reveals my boundaries to be
Out there in front of me
Around me
Mingled in the world that for so long appeared alien and intrusive

High speeds and force necessarily induce obstacles;
Crudities, solidity, and matter much too fast.
Relinquishing these, submitting to control,
Gradually there are values
Minglings
Communions

Speeding as such is a violation.
It is a running way. a bullying
It denies the reason we should acquiesce.

Now, from that recessed threshold
I see I am a part of the world of God’s intention
Now I relax and follow the leading
Seeing how differently infinity behaves.