Tagstillness

The spaces of silence

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Rain drops Drum with Rhythmic certainty. Disconnected patterns Of accidental Design, thrum In my mind. I lie Suspended between Two states, waiting While thoughts Subside into neural Swamps of Slumber It is, in The in-between, In between thoughts In between falling drops There is A second of Stillness Not the stillness Of nothingness Rather, the Stillness of Silence. Eternity’s Inbreathing The...

Before

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Before this

Moment.

This luminescent

Inbreaking of

Light on leaves

Before these

Seconds.

The still

Intake of

Natures breath

Before this,

Before these,

Before,

There was

Before.

In the silence

Of the before

The before

I was.

We were

There,

Wrapped in the

Still embrace

Of the Divine’s

Outbreathing

Nothingness

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There was Always Something To do There was Always Someone To help There was Always Somewhere To go There was Always, the Frenetic Feverishness That mocked Us, with Monotone Monotony Gnawing at Our dis-ease The virus Of modernity Coursing through Us, with restless Agitation and Inferior insecurity II There was Always God All seeing All knowing All intrusive A recurrent Theological infection In the...

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