Tag: poem

Tree||Tower

Every day I walk by,mind seemingly high,only really closed and tight,caught anxiously going rightright round and round.Circling a pool void of light,no matter my might,trapped in a panopticonof my psyche.Three walls enclosed,the fourth open to let insickly rays of thoughts from my jailer.He that I cannot see,only suspect in whispers of dreams,that present he may be, possibly,existing…conceivably.The possibility alone deterring mefrom reaching and expanding out,releasing the bars and walls captivating

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Viśuddha

There exists a whirling vortex,found along a stem whose sole aspirationis to allow communication.This spiral extends the physical purposeinto a multi-dimensional function. Speak. Contact the world outside self,invite it into conversation.See, smell, hear, taste, touch; exchange these transmissions.A quantum presencecausing transformation by witnessing,attending this existence…this continuation.Grasping agency,generating revolution with process,deliberately conceiving and constructing reality. Utter yourself into being. Every syllable…becoming…