The limited I beckons
Like a siren
Turn back to the open ocean
The unknowable vast space
The known is a dead end
Trying to make sense
Ends the mystery
Step into
Being
Vulnarable.
The limited I beckons
Like a siren
Turn back to the open ocean
The unknowable vast space
The known is a dead end
Trying to make sense
Ends the mystery
Step into
Being
Vulnarable.
Beautiful words, beautiful truth. Thanks, James! MarlisSent from my iPad