held in depth, nebulas billow fantastic reaches.
deep purity and pure coldness clear my thoughts, sharpen my
consciousness.
simplified to the essence of being, my capsule body transcended.
from this glorious stillness comes the water lily, the laughing child
- how can this be?
from staticity comes action of thought, a great atomic groping.
this universe desires
my thoughts flow spontaneous and free, yet abide to a sentient's
gravity.
time holds none in the move, the grand symphony has no conductor
beyond evoked deities.
awestruck, a privilege to feel, to breathe, to be.
my cells are charged by the fire of the sun, by a fundamental urge
I am the universe desiring
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