The Oneing of Me

Nearby confusion harangued a soul,

Perhaps for 30 years, oscillating

And then, like a pleasant infection

Permeated from the walls to another place.

xxx

The repair complete,

I found myself comprised of thoughts of others

And even love within,

So confused I could not tell where I started

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Or ended.

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The house in the woods had become the woods

And the woods disguised the house

So were complete …

As the artist intended

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Now the air and the water

Which nourishes life

For me and the plants

Have connected all in a silent, harmonic sound

A windchime of love, broadcasting its mystery.xxx

xxx

Today the good air quality

Let’s us see each other

Feel each other

And though speech is unnecessary

xxxxxx

We glimpse the oneness in small locutions

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