Grotto

Grotto

I see the presence of consciousness
More as an ever existing
Ever changing
Ever realizing
Ever liberating
Ever being born
Ever dying
Ever pulsing
Plasma of wisdom
Miraculously manifesting
Rather than a linear
Serendipity in time
Rather than being caged
In the many nameless prisons
I escaped from a million dreams ago
Because I knew that you’d come too
To where we fit like a glove
Like a holy spirit dove
Even when the sky ain’t blue

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