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being at peace
floating on the events
whatever comes
holding the secret
inside past eyelids
being in the wind
resting on a garden
flying light over a desert
tossed over some ocean
the vast space and
minuscule pieces of
souls fitted into bodies
fragments of the infinite
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A splendid dusting of words, especially like the last lines….
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Uh, I missed all of this comments! Thank you for adding a bit of extra poetry in your comments Simon…
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Loved the image and flow of thoughts
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So glad you do Rich, thank you for letting me know.
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Perhaps even more than peace. Beautiful words.
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Thank you wbdeejay! Not sure I understand the first part of your comment but maybe I see what you see… 😉
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I love the line ‘fragments of the infinite’.
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I believe we do are tiny tiny fragments of a universal infinite beauty Lola, this image moves me, glad it touched you as well, thanks for sharing!
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