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glimpses

30/01/2015

the breath
the breath
the breath
is all

when looking for oneself
get out of the way

back on dewy grass
eyes in the stars
between them
infinity

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From → mysticism, poetry

3 Comments
  1. My mind is too busy for sitting meditation but I of ego can leave i of self and expand awareness to ! of Spirit totally sober Rave dancing like a butterfly that had no sting in the midst of two or so hundred hormone filled twenty something year-olds same as in my backyard with nature UNTIL one of the young back their rear for a bootie dance waking me back into the carnal world…

    Yes.. The power of totally free style dance can extend my glimpse to hours on end…i and ! With little to no I….:)

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