Friday, October 24, 2025

You have seen what it has always*

 You have seen what it has always*


Where do you come from, with eyes to see?

Did you revert back inward, in letting it be?

A deep touch within to meditate

For the known of nothing, is its fate

Look, a blank black on its screen

Dead silence abounds, so it seems


Dom*Colucci 2011

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