Expand-
the space between each thought.
The
silence.
It oozes,
drips,
and drops-
onto the sides of the paper.
Blurring-
the lines.
Diluting,
the energies.
And it was in the space, (in this silent
space alone), between each thought,
that I found (all) that I was searching.
No need to find an anchor, it (I) was
already here.
Pure radiant consciousness, (me).
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