that hidden place
where we laid truth
some sacred ground
one last time
ever I saw
such an ashen face
a new dark moon
no human reflection
mirrored in that resting place
space blindly orbiting
so many broken bones
finally I found
relevant prayers
quietly spoken
life is simply profound
just like death
so many unknowns
always some esoteric mystery
we won't ever quite grasp
can't with some complacency
perhaps uncaring
partiality at least
midst all this complexity
above us eternity
an impartial atmosphere
somehow at least
continuously surrounding
this circular world
then the next ovoid
prime exo-nuclear
cursing thermodynamics
extrusions articulating
primal dimensions
revealing some epic text
words simply vying to compare
enlightened reality
remit veiled immortality
no matter how much
we love and care
approving our duality
often too casually
we never keep in touch
with those things
icons relationally collected
such a vast collective past
recollection
escapes me
every time
I close my eyes
turn away from the burning sun
stare at a cold yearning sea
visions disturb me
remind me
those blurred shadows
where the light has gone
I have to try
imagine some final sum
each deep excavation
every mystic relocation
to the very final end
because of who we've been
because of what we've done
subjects of every incarnation
each grave dug
quiet acceptance
this creative earth
majestic upheavals
every certain proof
that in the end
we are all the same
we are just like everyone
human beings
existing
resisting
consisting
electricity and fire
blisteringly real  
living life together
beneath a blazing sun

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