A skull, abundant with nebulae

Cold waves crash upon the heart

Echoing through the veins and beyond

There she remains, inert in her behavior

Acclimated with these surges of pain

Leering at the screen before her

Acumen floating above curls that betray

A cloud of cognizance

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To discern

                our place

To commune

To see

                beyond our close shadow of death

To focus

                my poet mind

I need direction

                a qibla

Or some beads to tell

                to take refuge from my life:

A candle flame

Only the candle

Flame

Flickering.

A journey into quietude

                begins

Int...

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I grow the interest to know who thinks me,

I am still and silent at first,

The breath moves, I am given life,

I am in it, of it and with it,

The same as you, I am

I notice that my form is a vessel,

But I am not my form,

My thoughts run like programs

But I am not my thoughts

my emotions are felt deeply

But I am not my emotions

My body a sensory interpreter

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