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sources that are deep in nature Every day I need to write, to call upon your name, to come back to a sense of being beyond this I seem I am I see you everywhere, knowing of your presence in the stars, I know you there in every little thing moving my body to action. In every word your presence. I have divided the word, the world, I have made real the space between things, violating all understanding of presence and the dance of life. I live beyond your presence, immerse in it.... how could that be a choice, when your sweet call is in everything, almost demanding awakening and my growing into you? And as a choice, a clear choice: I investigate your presence, dissecting it, explaining it, even pondering about its benevolence and mighty mysterious ways, trying to believe, knowing it imposible, I will live in you because all my futile explanations. I invite myself to a different form with no form, definition, concept, educated understanding. Allowing myself to fully, completely ...
