Sky as Self.
In You—
all light returns.
My silence bends,
the storm that kneels.
Each pulse—
a hymn,
no distance run,
before the word,
the spoken sun.
Each thought—
a spark
of faith, concrete—
the death,
the sea
of you and me.
#WhatNeverWas
#WillNeverBe
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