Posted on Mar 29, 2020 in Thoughts

What is revealed when the armature of our reality collapses – when the clay crumbles and the curtains fall away? Well, we are left exposed, standing vulnerable and alone in the rubble of our material world.

There, impressionable to great fear

for the impulse to rebuild is burning

and no cost deemed as too high. 

But also, to great wisdom

as we’re no longer in shelter, in shadow.

We can see the sun and the sun can finally touch us.

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