we lack nothiness
“O my soul, do not aspire to immortal life, but exhaust the limits of the possible.”
-Pindar, Pythian iii
what I miss
we lack nothing including nostalgia
is the time moving
through the expanding womb
slowly creating a still
but not yet unborn wondermemt
silence inside
dansing outside
watching the clouds
the fractile words emerging
surf slowly and the grass
staining the rippling parchment
grow tall when the rain
forms tulips forming metaphors forming poetry
is done
is never undone emerging
walking uphill
beyond the leisurely flatland
seeing the sea from
hearing the sky
afar holding its smell
nearby embracing vastness
on my skin
pushing suchness deeper within
my time immersed
our forms emerging
in beauty my time
with truth unveils the thunder
my days my habits
our nights of dark passion
I hold nothing
astonishment cradling wonderment
annamosca
chretien marc valentin
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