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Forms to Frame It

Learn to swim
True miracle and real illusion
You wake to fantasy
And see it as such
Until your mind finds forms to frame it

Step outside the bounds
There is a world that happens
And an everything beyond
You forget because it is not immediate
And your mind cannot find forms to frame it

Try and fail
Settle in delusion
Find no limits for the space that we inhabit
No words, no beyond
For we have not the tools
No forms in which to frame it

John Lowndes 2010

◄ She said "I am a Vessel"

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