‘Session 27’

We appeal the past, until it evaporates 
stardust. 
Bursting rebirth for propagation of 
exponential evolution…yet to come. 
Here now, 
An inception of the place we retreat to, smoothly—safely 
Always landing softly. 
Recognizing our follies as we stumble.
Doing our best to remain humble.
Mistakes comprise shadowless silhouettes…
By design,
We only see the outline…
Might we find the mindless mind,
The one that wanders and winds. 
A bottomless container filled with endless seeds of questions yet to sprout. 
Pretending to have answers that we foolishly shout…
The preservation of wonder—
Beautiful people with no idea of semblance. 
Able to think under the same sun…
The great dissolution of ego—
Surely, born to die.

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