just imagine,
focused in a motionless free-fall.
a feeling that is ever expansive,
without a cutting edge.
a sensation of occupancy,
without surface ever apparent.
sensing,
as if emotion had ethereal weight-presence,
yet consummately embracing,
without any attention given to it.
not a disposition of sorrow caste
or an exaltation of joy expressing.
nothing of a conclusive nature,
ever arriving.
just advancing without seizure or reach.
a manifest without any evidence.
immense enormity without any size.
an intimacy,
beyond any dimension's composure.
and that's who you are.
but how to hear your self say,
"let go,
of holding on,
to holding back" . . .
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