And along an upward sloping sidewalk we walk….. passing by the green mystery…. of trees…. twisting and trailing above us like the tentacles of the man of war…. the blue sky……  a tent we built in the desert…. a bleak and barren desert…..

And in the city now and all along, beside us and the by…. streets….. street lights made lasers by the ether of the time……. kronos…. all along us…. all before us….. an upward sloping sidewalk before us…….. kronos whispers….. dances by…….. though webs us in…..

And beyond deep mountain line of black….. to and fro the spirit searches….. like gentle lilting wind….. like deep arctic shiver….. to and fro…. desiring to infuse….. to tug… to pull us in…. kairos as we breath… inhale exhale…. we breath…. holy light…. holy light….. holy light…… we breath…. to and fro….. the kairos stings…. allows in us to dwell…… as deep and cold as bottomless well….. kairos…. fill it in……. kairos fill it in…….. ever-expanding…. ever bashful beautiful like spring….. the breath that once hovered now moves in…. and out…. and in…..

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