Picture this, a
spectacular view of nothingness,
not vacant or lackluster,
coming on from beyond
the end of time.
The enormity of it is in blossom,
revealing a wonder beyond
the bounds of sight.
That vision has served as this delivered,
is pardoned for
the scope of now revealed,
to revel in this its presence.
There are no particulars
to genuflect,
no performing of scale.
There are no comparatives to measure from
one heartbeat to another.
There is no residence in self that is not totally the
fill with this all.
Picture this, is the kiss I offer,
before you leave the
smallness of yourself distantly behind.
Realize coming forward has no direction
of restraint.
Embrace has no effort that is not all in movement ever immersive ongoing.
Vision has surrendered to being,
being is thus relinquished into the speed of
light and beyond,
and that light as quanta discourse,
is the surrendering into
oneness.
Space/time is just a sensory refrain
but not the presence of itself.
Here,
the here of everywhere unified,
here, to say no more . . .
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