The Density of Life

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 I have a fear for that grain of sand

Which slipped by my hand when I held tight

That unsettled mind

That anxious existence

That fell in love with this myriad creation of light

I saw meaning in the woven strands

Made by sand

Weaving through my life

And she, through me

That unsettled mind

That anxious existence

Calmed by this beauty

Driven by the unspoken tranquility

Milk and Honey

This happy heart

Doesn’t want to let go

Of this beautifully woven life

And she, through me

Two moments in one

Is the density I crave

Dimensions of Some Other Place

Come together in me

I hold tight, these strands

The grain slipped

The fear of having missed out on a moment

The fear of not fulfilling the density of life.

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