Creation
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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