Wander: Is, let the Is-not
Carry the feet. The toe
Steps over, the mud-rot
Mucked between the rows
 
The garden: tracks from, there
To here. The Is, leading the Is-not
To know. That the palm scares
The Is, is the rule not forgot.
 
Let the Is-not, from where it is,
Shelter Is. The object rises to me.
I need not meet it, I know it persists
Where Is is, and where Is-not bears free.