a form
that has no shape or surface
courteous by intent,
a mind
that has no reaction or retention
as its means,
a spirit
without impulse inclined
or inhibitions opposing,
a soul
that has no self boundaries
in a selfless sea of face.
Find for me,
a sky
with no dimensions on display,
a language
without depiction’s slur,
a sense
without ground figure in refrain,
a thought
that cannot recall itself.
Find for me,
a method
without repetition’s benefit,
an awareness
without a reference point,
an original intent
that includes all variance,
a statement of being
as ongoing as . . . say presence
please, find these,
if not for yourself
then for me . . .
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