Unfiltered from the heart

following the root to it’s deepest depth
tracing back the hours
allowing the feelings their due

breathing into the torus
a maelstrom of feelings unfelt
feeling the movement of the breath
until there is a relative stillness;
a quieting of the emotional storm

slipping between the light & the shadows
being between & betwixt
allowing the vastness of the seeming dualities

for a brief moment feeling all that exists
while it quietly slips in a new perspective

fallen tears now useless run dry
seeing anew through
bloodshot eyes

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