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Crispness of Being

Crystal clear.

The vast space like crispy iciness

of the morning sky

deletes all boundaries

between inside and outside.

Purity and innocence

of the primordial tabernacle

remain untouched

still infused with the unlimited power

of potential for creation.

Without the need

to do anything

all will be done.

Movement will rest in unmovable.

Without the effort or intervention

this crispness of being

will touch grass, rivers and trees,

a fellow human

and the sea.


We'll create a new world

like dolphins

playing for no reason

other than pure joy.

No one can take away our freedom

of being

what we truly are.


And once I’ll say with a smile:

»So long, and thanks for all the fish«.

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