The fifth void

Sky bright,

open:

 

like a child’s

love.

 

Wisp of strata

reflected in

 

calm water.

 

You beckon;

an intricate

 

unknown.

 

Eternity a

rolling

 

enigma:.

 

Heart is

always

 

now.

 

This instant

breathes:

 

all that

I am

 

a morning

whisper.

 

 

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