A Child of This

My love is uncontained.
It is full and flowing,
my heart a vast ocean
teeming with life
and penetrating silence.
I am breathless.
My world is crushed
it is scathingly
Thought is transparent,
fleeting vapors.
Yet I live.
I live in all.
My life is not mine
my body belongs to soil.
I live within emptiness
manifesting as love.
This is virtue.
I love you.
I love the world.
I am a child of this.
I bow.

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