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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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