Unsummable

Summing up — again
Again
Or the only time
The only instant there is —
I must conclude
All other instants are dead
Their dead bodies scattered
Like autumn leaves
Forming an invisible cloud
Somewhere I cannot see

A moment is not a moment
It does not stretch
Nor begin, nor end
But stands, like nothing stands
On this earth

In itself dawn and extinguish
All the suns —
Innumerable worlds

Did I think
I could sum up
The only thing there is

What can I say
When what I want to say
Is about that which is saying

What can the speaker
Say about the speaker —
Or silence