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Feb 2022
"so, you think i'm gone?", He said,
"you think i've disappeared?",
"you think i don't know 'bout your dead
the ill that saturn's speared?"

"ere since time and space were born
since man distinguished night from morn
did i ever say i'm here?
did i myself appear?"

"yes, i spoke from burning briar,
from midst of darkest cloud,
i declared from tongues of fire
before a frightened crowd."

"i've spoken to the pure of heart,
appeared to men 'n women of vision,
but did they ever see me part
from creation as in scission?"

"child, my child, i hide in all,
and always will be so,
all worlds i wear as a shawl
in order that you may know

that deep within, in void of ego,
where gloom and pain their arms upthrow,
where a man dissolves his name,
lays down the chase to world acclaim

realises honour's utmost futility
in the place o' deepest humility
there i am and always will be,
in the nothingness, I am me."
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#utmost
Written by
David R  UK
(UK)   
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       G Alan Johnson, Ben Palomino, old poet MK and BLT
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