Boy



The boy walked by again, and this time, he was brave.

He practically faced me today and stayed so close that I could see his eyes.

Even when others came, we both kept feeling and sensing beyond ourselves

For the nowhere place where we become one.

He is always so beautiful...

I am deeply moved by him, walking through the world with its mortal eyes,

Blind to the magnificent universe of light alive inside him.

He faces the sun and we innocently stumble upon a silent symphony.

This soundless masterpiece eternally awaits our consciousness

In exactly the same way the boy waits...

Dreaming of beings with eyes calibrated to the precise wavelength of starlight that finds a home inside his heart.


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