Creation


Going within

further, further

heart rises

Sun at dawn

speaking in tongues

evergreens

fresh fallen snow

clear winter sky 

further, further

behold

space of the soul

planting ground

of all we be 

further, further

expanding space without end

onward, within

there is no me, you, us, them

no war

no truth

expanding space without end

only never ending friend

infinite, eternal

absolute freedom

creation

***

David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022. Original date of poem unknown.



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