I
was once part of a mountain
long
before my now,
as
being just a grain of sand.
In
the way it seems to be,
we
are all now being migratory grains of sand.
What
will it take for all of us
to
reemerge as that mountain of being,
once
again?
But no more the mindstyle
murmuring metaphorically,
but surely the monumental
momentousness,
certainly the collasal
cavernousness
of oneness manifest beyond
form.
Be it inescapably pervasive,
an omipresence throughout,
each grain to every other,
all cells welling towards
evidence.
What will it take for all of
us
to reemerge as that oneness
of being (?) . . .
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