"Infinity's Garden"
"Möbius Strip"
beautifully apt and essentially true
that the cracks in me
and the cracks in you
allow for and or bar
light flowing into
a lovely adage which makes no mention of the visceral spilling out and through
fresh cracks
and splits
and gaps
it is assumed because among the broken open
there is no escaping how we got here
it’s a bitter concoction
a dastardly devastation
a drop you to the
ground on your knees
crushing emptiness
that brings with it possibility and
promise that if we only will
make our way to the
allowing of
both the pain and the joy
the tears and the laughter
the fear of separation and
the knowledge of unity
It is
a sacred washing clean and clear
the smoothing of edges by letting
washing the way where
light pours out and light pours in
a Möbius
strip of all there is
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