“Oh”, she said
“What a sight”.
No edges to grasp,
no definitions to hold.
There are no physical guideposts to embrace.
No servicing to collaborate upon.
A nothingness with such astounding expansiveness,
it truly is fear and delight.
“Look closer…” her inner voice whispered,
“What exists within the endlessness, do you contemplate?”
She gazed upon the darkness and pondered within this state,
what resided she conceived, was the
“Tip of my throes to my ancient nose.” She grinned.
Thank you for your generosity.
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