"i want...."
kicks up the dust
in the mind
CLOUDS
the air
the space
the vision
of everything
"i want"
boards over
the spring,
i can no longer see,
hear,
feel,
it's flow coming through me
the effortless
fullness,
the laughter,
the sparkle
gone out of my eye
the moment
"i want" kicks up
the dust in my mind
horses stir
to prepare
for this endeavor
hoofbeats,
sweat,
flaring nostrils,
the call of sex,
of animal,
of body
"i want"
blocks
the stillness,
Origin
i forget
the still
become
tantrum
drum
drum
drum...
drumming
my identity
because
as soon as i stop
the silence
is
i shall not want.
yeah, though i walk
through the valley
of the shadow of denial,
i will fear no ego thoughts,
for stillness is what i am
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