Poetry {216} ~ THE WEIGHT OF MONOTONIC BEING

Can you pull apart the seems you sewed

When you were once as one?

The high of being nowhere

And everywhere all at once

And in it we combined

My consciousness reached out to yours

And then, they intertwined

We will turn this monotonic world

Into a celestial melody of sounds

This is precisely why the weight of being

Holds an astounding amount of meaning.

~DiosRaw, 28/11/21

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