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True

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You are the true story.

Everyone else shares an

Abridged version.

A made for tv,

Short attention span description.

And you are a plethora of wonder and life.

An untellable combination

Of experience and music,

Of meadows and alleyways,

Sunrise and sunset.

You are beyond narratives.

More than a novel or poem.

You are the beginning and

The

Expansion of beingness.

You.

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Reading

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Read a poem.

Read it again

And again.

Leave it be

And return.

Keep reading,

Immersing yourself in each verse.

Pondering.

A sequence of thoughts pulling

You into

A

Myriad of emotions.

Seeing something more.

Feeling something more.

Every time you come back to the words

They seem to have grown

In depth and width.

Unending rhythms creating a

Cosmic beat within your heart

And mind.

Expanding creation,

Human metamorphosis.

Wake up.

How to Say

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And it grips the poets heart

At any moment.

And they are left breathless,

Adrenaline coursing through

The body.

What words?

How to say?

How to draft with the heart

A picture?

And they might be left stumbling,
For more words

To find

No words.

And pretend like nothing

Left them stunned as time stopped,

The

Out of body experience.

Just

Like that.

At any given instant

The ecstasy in every cell

Becoming poetry.