Currere


¬†Beyond thy folly of mind… thy truth of heart beating…


What of logic if remiss to explore
the illogical?

And of rational; for who hath
given such ration?

And of sight if blind
to the invisible?

Thus of love if defined
unto the physical?

For you are more
than stars…

You are everything
and no thing…

And if you look
closely…

You will feel
the sky breathe…

As you
exhale.

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