Seamless - and so my world
becomes as
yours
~
As if there is a place not of our belonging - or even separate from where we are. It's all touched by distance. A step leaves off to become the earth and carries through as our connection. Our breath is a single air - given and accepted. Now tell me, where do we end? Or is it all layers of infinite expansion - our flesh the seamless edge of our continuation.
Peace,
Eric
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