3. the circle becomes its center.

no, i realize i am
but circling myself ad infinitum
not arriving unto my essence.
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being & thoughts & words
desires & experiences & feelings
birth & life & death
to what purpose or end?
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how could such petty life
possibly hold meaning for god?
*
the mystery is merely that
there was no mystery ever
to the grotesqueness to existence
beyond my quest for meaning.
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i did not dare accept
that sheer absurdity might be
at the heart of creation.
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a wiser soul
enduring the truth
stronger in self
i reach out
towards the skies
faith gratitude love reverence longing.
*
the gates open
i am collected and composed
my thoughts still
as truth dawns
dazzlingly regally sublime.
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i coalesce within
to become the infinitesimal dot
that had sired all creation.
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god ......... that's me
honest to god
so ask your own god
it is my very being
that he shall himself confirm.
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i am transcending anew again
my final act crowning glory
the body shedding earth quitting.
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celestial melodies playing in paradise
elixirs bathe my non being
there is nothing to write
think, desire, live, be anymore
the circle becomes its center.
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