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By iammyself Date: 2005 Sep 21 Comment on this Work [[2005.09.21.12.57.2704]] |
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Like life living me, Like being, conformed by time, Like bars caging their creator, Like a scar turning into a wound, So it is that I became, as I was. Like the flute playing the flutist, Like the wood drawing in the wind, Like a star finding its purpose, Like love finding its reason, So it is that I have become, as I am. Like the truth finding its target, Like the shattered heart letting the whole world fall in, Like the universe unfolding into readiness, Like everything - knowing, being, one, So it is that I will become, as I will be. |