[Prose revision] The void in light of touch
Wrote two parts of this over many years. One part is the oldest post of my mine on here. The other part I only made a comment over two years ago.
Yet I had always meant to join the two at some point. Well here is that merge...
To touch.
To recognize another
and be acknowledged.
To to feel the life
and breath within in twain.
Yet no void knows no
time nor touch of soul.
It just is there.
An eternal hole, that yearns to touch and be touched.
Who knows what lengths of time, when time itself has no meaning‽ 😔
Ðê_Wₐÿfₐᵣₑᵣ©
Yet I had always meant to join the two at some point. Well here is that merge...
The void in light of touch.
To touch.
To recognize another
and be acknowledged.
To to feel the life
and breath within in twain.
Yet no void knows no
time nor touch of soul.
It just is there.
An eternal hole, that yearns to touch and be touched.
Who knows what lengths of time, when time itself has no meaning‽ 😔
Ðê_Wₐÿfₐᵣₑᵣ©
61-69, M
