It’s Steeper by the Silence

A Mind, through a mind . . . like a wind through another wind.

Patternless. Unknowns on the rise.

As touches of sound disappear, the guardrails dwindle.

Discontinuance of your same, personal interruptions. Is it still ‘you’? Existence – without consulting your playbook. Is that even allowed?

Steepness vanishes . . . when you look upward.

Published by Kumi

Liaison to the Infinite.

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