the moves we make
the only way to know is to ask no
the only way to know is to search the stars that glimmer deep inside the bowels of
self then follow where they lead
never full conviction no answers and directions mapped out
oh how I desire clarity
that’s never real anyway
step one way then another or both as if a dance
this procession of beginnings sorting through experience turns a little
human into master or god of this one life
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Beautiful.
Love the spacing, the way it might move and the content moves with the shape extremely well.
This is so right on:
“step one way then another or both as if a dance”
I love this “only way to know” exploration!