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OCEAN OF ONE
A simple breath leaves
enters our ocean of air
was it ever separate?
words use waves
blend into surf
liquid folds over
then runs under
every foot
every thought
that ever was
that will be
.
A piece of earth
of dust
or interstellar
flotsam and jetsam
becomes gathering ground
of sojourning figments of time
from clouds they fall
toward one center
simple rain with
simple forgiveness
far beyond yet within
memories of a seas
searing trench
folded into earths fire
and brimstone
rocks of ice
crystal wafers
stripped to the core
of what was
ready for
what will be
flowing
.
Always one
one end
one beginning
one place
one becoming
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the Ocean
