One

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Feb 16, 2021 

One
with
existence.
Contemplation.
Above
and slightly
skewed
of the
material.
Body,
ocean
material.
Contemplation.
Different.
Non atomic.
No structure.
Ethereal
Can’t be
touched.
Can’t be
seen.
Invisible
to the
cosmos.
Yet,
contemplation
is one.
One
with all
matter.
Ocean
body,
plant,
universe.
All
included.
All
Contemplate.
All
integral,
essential.
Without
all, there’d
be nothing!
Nothing
at all.
Nothing to
contemplate.

 

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