the current version of myself
fiction
Edward w Pritchard
Freed from the marble that has constrained my spirit the current version of myself meanders down the path toward reunification with my best self.
At peace one thousand connections dissolve.
Eyes sky ward I am reborn, motionless I am becalmed.
With empty hands I reap my bounty, with steady heart day and night slips into tomorrows.
Listen, hear the silence of bliss.
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