over the surface of the lake
comes the stillness
of the warm breath
of all eternity -
the deafening silence
and the reverberating
motionlessness of
the quasar
and
imploding star.
It is in me,
in my core,
and I am
unable to
move beyond
a simple
oneness with
His handiwork.
Turning in its
presence
from a complex
separation
into a simple
awareness
of what is.
Oneness.
Ciao!
TJM+
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