without the cumbersome identity
one can see the bird and bee
and the granite and air of our reality
and through it to the length of infinity
let eternity coax us to rest
finding the root of our being at last
without the cumbersome identity
we at long last find what it is to be free
Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
Saturday, February 27, 2016
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