on a brisk of fresh grass
I stand in light, aligning forever
they go on endless til a dot
in an uncertain nowhere,
burgundy runs thin and sluggish
as the silver sun rolls in the sky
meandering through the billowy nothing
I look down at hands unfamiliar,
so this is me transcending to one
the brink of falling into a sea of let go.
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