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A moment and then another

I only exist in the space of the other. My strength, my joy, my love - We are the moments we share.

I have no title, no absolutes, no fixed adornment. I am not submissive in the sense that it is in me and absent in another. I am what I am at the time that I am. I am submissive to all and to no one. I submit to the world in complete faith of its wisdom, acceptance, love and deliverance.

I cannot be defined in absolutes but can be labelled with qualifiers just for common understanding and no more - ever disrupting, ever changing, ever subsiding, ever becoming.

I grow into another and another. Or is it that I strip down to become less and less.
2 years ago. November 6, 2022 at 8:46 PM

To see myself with eyes that won't close

To walk naked and exposed, hanging ever on a cliff

To fall down again in the dirt, make sure everyone is looking

Oh the joys of being humbled

But I wouldn't have it any other way

Because I'm a flower

What I do best is rest in darkness and grow in sunlight

 


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