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Anthony Oct 2018
All I see
All I see
Everything in front of me
Is a river

Flowing

All I see
All I see
Everything in front of me
Is a flower

Unfolding

All I see
All I see
Everything in front of me
Is a spiral

Unwinding
Anthony Oct 2018
Yes.
I am an anchor
the heavens tug at the end of my rope,
And one day they'll lift me
and rip me apart
and take of their cloak
and sing...

"We are smoke, and the clown,
and the talk of the town,
And if you so choose
We can take you back down
To revel and writhe
amidst the hopeful and meek
But we hoped to have you
hang here for a week,

To be in explosive awe
Of infinite abandon,
To be with the all
like a puddle to stand in

To feel all the mud 'tween your excellent toes
To know of the source from which everything grows,
To see all the light from which everything glows,
To be all of the ways that everything goes,

To know of the earth,
And of humanity,
Yet be in the throes..."
Anthony Oct 2018
I am the leaf
And the wind
Wherever you end
I begin
Every this
Every that
Every way
Is the path

Theres no separation

I am the wind
And the leaf
I am trust
I am disbelief
All that I give
You may keep
All that I make
You can take, take, take
Take it away

Be I in health
Be I in pain
Be I feel loss
Be I feel gain
Every this
Every that
Every way
Is the Path

Theres no separation

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