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Poem – Wandering The Path
Wandering the path with eyes closed I let myself find a way through this world with decreasing interference with less attachment to the things that mar the life being led and I think I can do this alone until I open my eyes and see you.
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Poem – Beyond These Eyes
Past physical limits. Out of fingertips reach. With eyes closed the world opens unto itself, consumes itself until the ground beneath feet is gone and we stand in the vast emptiness the space, black with eyes open, yet filled with light when closed and walk upon vibrating building blocks toward the middle.