I am a story with no beginning, and no end. I am our story continually untold. Seen sleightly. History objectively pronounced. Widthless I, emergent reality we.
Histoires, eglantine entwine. Tsunami of becoming.
Mine und dein. Aller Seelen. Gilt mesh, braided golden vine in guiltless compassion wound.
Electric pain imprison’d, refracted joy enprism’d. Fire and Rose.
Infinitely time divides, bounds and binds – differentiating an all-embracing integration.
We are mystery with no beginning, and no end.
Though as we flow – we shine.