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Inseparable Uniqueness


In the Ever Shifting whirl of Time

Where Illusory Perception plays our senses

Like doubtful fire

Dancing in tempestuous writhing Guise

To Entangle our thoughts

With a restless conflagration;

That which stands Apart,

That which shapes Itself after Validity,

Unspoken or wholly Perceived,

Whispers Quietly to our Inmost Self,

Though often all that is outside,

The Noise and Chaos of Self and Self-seated Notions

Mutes and muffles the Sweet Voice

Whispering Quietly to Our Innermost Being,

Whispering Quietly of Peace and Calm,

Serenity and Harmony,

Of our Inseparable Uniqueness Binding us Together,

While wants and desires rampage

Like a torrential flood of hapless abundance,

Persistent contravention

Of those Sweet Soft immutable tones

Whispering Quietly

From All we already Comprehend,

Yet Dare Not to Perceive.






Beautiful Photography by: Photographer Brian Peterson