The alchemy of our day
can not solve
the parallelisms
of our world
a moment or an infinity
away
We reach
acoss the chasm
and find each incarnate
yet some element
of mind
steps to one side
Observes
and quantifies
each verbal connotation
each emotion
balancing the separateness
each would hide
There is no touch stone
but love alone
that sparks alive
a consciousness of mind
that knows though worlds apart
there is no separateness
as the lowly and sublime
we are but one
that sparks alive
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