ESSENCE OF EVERY DAY
The essence of the self
is to know more than what one
will know
far away like a dream
nothing glows like what it seems
the fireworks of early dawn
encompasses itself
like a morning glow
into ecstasy
a new dawn
comes
falls like shadows in
the midst of it all
nothing comes without
all of us falling into
sorrows of doubt
in it we will not find out
the other thing that doesn't
stand out in the middle of
morning
into the neverending
void
you don't know how long
you'll
live or
even die in the neverending
veil of life
long-lived
tonight is the night
sacrifice
is imminent
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