my name is open
i am not a wall
built of bricks
and numbered
vertebrae
and ribs
and bones
that crack into a million pieces
scattered on the beach as sand
i am open
to include
all of it
the grains of the sand on the beach
are but a miniscule
part
of the whole
how could i possibly
leave out
everything else
and
be
what i am?
the joy
of wholeness!
open
channel
to
receive
to hear
to allow
to carry
never
am i
more
myself
than this!
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