I have taken hold
of long silence
on a mountain track
lonely, as a cloud
wafting
across the multiverse
tucking all divine will
into the unknown
through the upper skies
seer to all vastness
Willed by its own accord
I drew a line
On a single fate
My own communion,
Where body and mind mingle
Unitary of one blood
Conjoining
All that Is, and
'That' that will remain
All That is
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