Monday, May 14, 2018

it occurs to i


I know not who i am
To the majority of people living in this age
We, mere ants, just a very small sliver of the vastness of time
And still we know not time nor the nature of time
Exploding, pausing
Warping and morphing to these varied perceptive experience platforms
We wrap around each other
Electricity pulsing from 'you' to 'i'
As i shade my eyes from peering into yours
Almost timid with the force of pure essence
To know you without knowing your name
To feel you without entrance or exit
I speak knowing it's just so you'll see what I'm saying
Taking back
Taken aback
By the pulse of life
Pulsating presence puts people at peace
Or pretending they can't see
This light blasting through the curtains
Fierce
Vibrant
Undeniable
And still it seems like no one sees
Or is it just me ?

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