i am.



taking off clothes,
until : 
nothing was ever worn.


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unfolding cascade

beneath, unwaivering

who’s moving and who’s not.

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faith

that glass, serene


filled with 
hope, fear



your vigil
dissolves
in light.


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airy meadow
-ah. i came from here.


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despair and redemption

speak in the same voice.


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who condemns and repels suffering,
longing for the exit
; itself




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something barely there

play,

the ache, the joy, the hollow.



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from far deep
yet here.


where
air is crisp
as white and light.



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It’s close to white,

before fallen as colour,

from infinite folds.
 


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“you don’t need those eyes, now look”



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being itself is memory; memory as we call it, is forgetting.



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let it breathe, permeate.



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only you know the way
you, who want to know, cannot.



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that void, inside me
is outside, filled mercifully.



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being is timelessness; eternity   
if not eternal, it is not being; time



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