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  • The glass didn't break
    it became a wave

    The "pieces" i thought lay in the open floor
    just lapped up to my feet in soft welcomes

    Allowing these minor spectrum senses to let intent past the nearest Sun to receive me
    as I travel to all light possible for true lessons beyond our limits

    Awareness traveled unrestricted through the mental idea-transformation
    Self evident creators all talking little steps in the practice of expression like all other living powers do

    Did anything really lose it's form in this staggering abundance
    or just change while i lost the speed to see clearly in self defined finites

    What of this dawn in the bending curve we all traveled up to this apparent moment, then beyond
    knowing the little notes in the sigh of reminders that this majestic gift gives us the unlimited

    the little catch of the quickening inside, the minor falter as we see a glimpse of Otherness
    What Spins beyond in beckoning gestures shadows the Constant

    And We "touch it' as it surrounds us always in something beyond Hope's hope
    we let it come without any knowledge most times, yet it seeks us with all eternity
    all gravity

    There! In so many singing voices of humanity pasts, presents, our own echos vibrate instinctual connection
    Deep Drums leave thunder inside-outside of all ideas of containment beyond measures of humanity.

    This is our ebb at the edges of our own understanding, our own trust, our chances to step through the curtains of perception in order to claim a lesson in Attention's.

    Imagination.

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