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That Place - Its Space

by Manas Moksha

Where is that place
it's vast
when eyes are closed
and the world is forgotten?
space expands and contracts

A cerebral slowing
of time forgotten
the seams of reality are torn

the ocean breeze
on my lips
a rhythm spawns life

A mountaintop shadow
glory glory glory
above all that is distant
red pools, blistering sunr

awoke
partially opened blinds
laying still under covers
naked heat forked round my side

that place we all go
to escape and render
the forces of solitude and empowerment
zen gardens and solace in contemplation

with our minds de-fragmented
our heals smile to the Earth
we vibrate and churn
expand and discover

twisted we align
each contraction we redefine
that place we all go
is the place we each call mine
that space....that place....in our head.

01/20/2003

Author's Note: stop looking and it will reveal itself

Posted on 01/20/2003
Copyright © 2024 Manas Moksha

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