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The Heart of the Matter

The Heart of the Matter

 

I plunge into the abyss of my soul

Unfettered by cerebral cavities of opaque thought

I search for the core of my being

The powerhouse of my spiritual wealth

Where my true identity sits in splendour

Silence pervades this deep chasm

When visited, it becomes illuminated

A strange but enigmatic place

Where I am challenged and motivated

Besides being comforted and assured

The body and mind become superfluous

as decay is their destiny

In this obscure place there is life

the very essence of eternity

🌷(7)

◄ The Virus comes home

A Forest Glade ►

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