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- The written word-

I watched the sand

escape my hand

to understand

presence

- the written word...

When combination

is revelation,

my consolation

is beauty

- beauty of combination...

(trying to convert my

mind)

Caught in between

I search, with fear

for regression.

When I, with caution,

reached the inner part

of the picture,

the fruit was consumed, and I was

left alone

with a suffocating knowledge

to the nature of man...

I watched the sand

in combination

with revelation,

to understand

presence

- my acknowledgement -

What is acknowledged

through living art

is a revelation

for the entrenched heart.