You only need to live until you find the Truth

GO!

Find my heart! It’s out there somewhere

GO! I implore you –

Find that wild meadow where only dreams grow

Bring me a handful, they’re like poppies, I may once more dream.

Somewhere in sunlight

My soul’s subtle growth

Opening

Intoxicating

Believing!

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AND WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THE TRUTH TOLD ON ITSELF?

Which would have been just before everything went black

When the glow in the dark flashlights didn’t.

And everything held still for perhaps one hour

Perhaps a millenium; we never really found out.

Remember that game: I hope your face freezes that way! 

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COASTAL AIR(E)

From one coast to another, for all were underwater once

A mountain range is a coast & there are many Cities of Light

Balanced in New Mexican skies.

But that is by way of introduction, only.

I could put it into pictures, but they might

Alter on their own, at some point.

I have seen triumvirates of what happens in the citified world

I landed well & maintained friends

I made it pretty far on that trail

Only, it was wildly new & different – even the part

About ‘Ego’ discovering ‘ability’ – tho neither were of my intentions going in.

If you cannot take my word, you may not have my hand.

I bring mostly sensory memory (sense memory?) to each encounter.

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Eternity in Place

I recall an eastern corner of the tent lifting: I snaked belly down into an errant New Mexican breeze

It was a full-body hit, taken while moving forward fast:

I was engulphed; unprepared.

I turned but only halfway; the rearview already diminished:

I returned to this Onlyhome I certainly should have never left.

Only to find I did not.

Ever leave either.

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