DOTLAN EveMaps

know-where

stop and listen
to the stream of what is living.
can there be a more unbounded beginning
to the worlds that separate the reality of death.
how might thee be, so weak, so desperate
floating to the center of know-where.
when holds the truth, where is the being
from which can give life...
ponder,
wander, longer can be the wait.
for time is still standing
where did I leave it?

~Zekde.

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