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Feb 2021
i hear the call of crows and smile
always they are synchronized with my thoughts
always gently prodding at the shell of my greater awareness
the barrier of contemplation and understanding,
that keeps me ******* thin
from letting the world in

and the sable feathered angels
speak in rhythmic humming
saying, in some way

"look here!
listen! hark!
the chiming bells ring!
the song of heaven sings,
it floats in
upon the wind!

feel it cascading
over you.
feel the alignment
of the microcosm
you call home.

a chain reaction,
engulfing you
in waves
of connectivity.

let these
paper thin membranes
dissolve.

you have already
permeated the skin;
to light
you are transparent."

i'm always seeing hearts in my coffee cup
the moon, a brain, jupiter in the days of the great conjunction
my lapis always seems to disappear,
slipping through the veil, into different worlds
i wonder, if i ever find those pieces
what energy they will carry through to me

it must be marvelous

in the past, some days
i'd wake up in another world
deja vu
much the same
but shifted
mirrored
a tad bit left
playing tricks on my eyes
rewriting memories
but never quite
fooling the soul

a universe within a universe
within a universe within a molecule
within that shard of glass
from the cup you dropped on the ground

and oh well
you'd be better off just pitching it
it's not as if your infinite
strings of copies will feel
the ripple effect of the impact
in a place where gravity is so alien

and anyway it's happening
]]]]]accordion[[[[[
over endless mirrors
squashed together

time is a fickle thing
and in your soulful wandering
you might find information
is condensed in endless
p
r
  i
   s

t
inemoments

shrunk or stretched over
myriad material multitudes
in densities you slip through
never keeping track of what is processed
or abandoned in the phantom pools
of time's slipstreams

in this part of the poem,
i am imbuing words
with the power
of peace and love

if you're able,
drink that in with your eyes
there's an infinite supply

if you've ever decided you didn't need shoes
and stepped into the grass
congratulations! you are now cuddling with
an ancient goddess

try making yourself heavy
to ease into the energy of gravity
and if you're ready
you might bleed into her bounty

then, deep breath!
shake it out
do that thing where
you make your cheeks wobble
it's like pbbldd

that should wake you up
prime your mind for inhaling nature's
peace and loving kindness

you can talk to trees
by humming
in the heart
and pushing that fibrous
energy out the throat chakra

they will reciprocate
by helping you to slow down
and show you how gradually life grows
it's quite relaxing

every different spot along the spine
corresponds to a different singing sigh
a high pitch, for the head, and eye
and a low flowing moan
for the roots
we know as home

hum the spectrum
and let yourself feel silly
spirit willing
that laughter
will heal your heart

...i love you
Dan Hess
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Dan Hess  27/M/MO
(27/M/MO)   
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