I was somehow lead to believe
that standing on the diving board of language
and executing meaningful as my dive
was somehow to effectively be
a displacement of the sea
yet meaning has all the impact
of only a splash
maybe I am better
as part of the contemplative sea
as part of the current of connectedness
as part of the compassion that viscosity reveals
and as part of the feeling action of togetherness.
maybe belief is all about surface
as it evaporatives
that regathers in the mindful sky
and find the rain of language
as way back
to a more natural state of being
there to clarify, intermingle and coalesce . . .
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