I woke at the pointy peak
of billions of rock tons
furiously spat to unmistakably repeat
first words.
First, a word are.
To understand is to symbolize,
to create is to recreate.
I drew a deciduous green leaf in my mind.
I rode a good time as two friends talking, facing, spacing, breaking, walking, holding, lifting, lighting and being each other.
God were a word.
A word is every word.
They help me find a word.
- Data, metrics, our mere dimensions of eternal meaning -
I ignite the quiet light of my edgeless nothing,
For the Everything Accepter -
Sunlight through a window
Cell of a sequoia
Heartbeat of a skink
The Declaration of Independence
a good excuse - happiness - virtue - .
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