***
first there was a word
which wasn't a metaphor
it was only that
that it was
and it couldn't make
any sense or form
any sentence
***
coming out of meditation
moving through space
like you are making love
to every atom of it
every atom of the body
you casually call your own
melting in love, turning light
turning into light, shining
upon everything without
any discrimination
***
when I die
I will be
no more
of any age
of any gender
of any nation
of any race
of any class
of any faith
of water and air
of fire and earth
of the planet Earth
of the Solar System
of the Milky way
of space and time
and I will be
no less
first there was a word
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