Amen

At a distance,

the timeless

breaths and shadows

stills

in the eternal wait

and the weight of the world

stills

in the kites’ cries.

The sky, trapped in a drop,

turns

into a song.

In the circles of a ripple,

I see my known.

There I’ll merge.

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