There is a fractal fascination

in your quest for deception.

Curious remarks for sanity.

Check marked and logged for clarity.

Drowning from the lack of that relief.

Constant collection

Of moments left in obsolescence

When time has escaped me.

Once,

My voice.

Twice,

My actions.

And again three times unfocused

And ashamed of whomever I have not become.

This image of perfection that I left unattained.

Gone.

Unchained in my dreams

yet left gasping for reality’s song,

substance and form.

Irresponsible choice to not choose.

Let loose this ghost for acceptance.

For once tell me something I cannot bear;

some truth undeniable that tears

at me from this hollow

so deeply that its bliss scares me into Life.

Succumbing to surrender

and revelations of this infinite presence

unfolding forever into versions of myself

so familiar that I remember who I’ve been.

And weep that this whole time

I denied you.

Screamed “NO!!!”

When you were smiling and

holding the universe before me asking,

“Life? What are you doing? What can you do?

If anything, what will you do?

What point is being made? What questions being asked?

Found within this space always answered

and begging, demanding to be repeated; Understood and never ending.”

All at once I ask-ed myself through you

when I begin beginning to realize that You and I...

Am. Have, ARE, and Always will Be...

Thissss, thisssssah,

Moment lost in conspicuous brilliance.

Vibrating so “on high”

that most of our life is spent

and drained away believing we are less.

That we don’t deserve this one promise.

This one gift it has been givin.

This collective connection

taken for granted in the quest outside ourselves.

I AM the shelves built to hold me,

the still voice that told me

this was meant to mold the

absence of no-thing

from the cast shaped for ALL.

If only I can believe this shared experience means something.

To call forth my forgotten voice

without being attached to the illusion

that I can begin to see past this veil of infinity.

To the end.

This highest form of divinity.

This chest locked, yet it rests within me.

Waiting patiently to be

Re-discovered.