wishy-washy happy-clappy weekend blah-de-blah …

the essence of your soul
distilled

in a drop of pure rainwater

an equilibrium

the celestial gyrations of intersoular desires

the
essential elements drawn mystically together

the quantum realms of loves past and emotions lost

memories like cigarette burns

tease
at first

then
trickle
and
smoulder

and crash
like splintering cutglasss

in every universe
ever inhabited

in each drop
of each tear

falling to the living earth

absorbing the spirits of past bygones

karmic destiny
predestined theatre

who’s left to tell

but yourself

gently subtly soothingly
cleansing your mind

at rest
at long last

having found the truth
within you

a truth that seemed so distant once

so elusive

yet always
resided within you

always
embedded so
deep

always remaining
so perenially
pure

and eternally so

oh-so-very
so very true …

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