be the ninja warrior who dresses up ‘as waisting time”.
that’s when dismissal becomes a secret invitation
as a means of providing dream-like isolation
to swim in the privacy of others without drawing attention.
this is where the feet of awareness do not touch the ground,
make no sound, nor cause any notice to occur,
there is an embrace that has no surface sense
in following the tracks they make in their etherial snow.
from emotional blizzards and thought form flurries
be there and gone
before the next moment
becomes the melt of it all.
all people have surface
but are one in the same as soul.
this universe has eyes, people are as portals
to view the diversity of oneness expressed.
stealth is a constant clandestine holiday of being.
blessed is a step by step unfolding.
we all already share breath and conscious mind
yet spirit is the deeper imperceptible enterprise.
we are babes in the arms of babes in other arms
of other babes in other arms.
oneness has a way of nurturance.
there is a trance that keeps us almost unaware
just think of you and me
as waisting time . . .
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