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Infinite

When our atomic force is loaded

launched and released,

when war is waged against

our upper limits of bliss

on the border of our ability

to give and receive openly

on the boundary of how deeply

we allow ourselves to be loved,

and finally we are annihilated completely

by our own denial of our lovability

when our rational mind has won

its civil war on its own weaponry

and our logic has besieged itself

and fought to a senseless, unfathomable death,

all that is left is to surrender

lay down your arms, throw in the towel

the dice, the compass, the cross,

the noose, the knife, the word,

strike through agenda and admit our defeat

to the chirping resounding laughter

of a thousand gawking Gullahs

and galactic kookaburras giggling

in a hullabaloo of heavenly ‘I told you so’s'

chorusing across the solar sky.

It is then we notice the evening flowers

and beam at their loveliness

and gape at the open seed pods

like hairy grey ears inside a green mango

on trees that we never knew existed

watered by roots held tight by a loving earth.

Obliterated into wordlessness

I hand you a tiny feather

silently we stare at the yielding beauty

everywhere that we cannot name or understand.

We don’t know what the fuck is going on

we are helpless like infants or geriatrics

on the way in or out of this collective agreement

we are empty and honest like birth and death.

All we know is our sweet, good-natured innocence,

searching and curious, kindly as a stranger in this town

without language or logic to bear arms or knap flint,

all that we have is the way we feel

in our soft defenselessness,

cracked open, annihilated and new born,

gazing at each other in infinite wonder

nothing can shield us from the way things are

in infinite possibility,

the infinite freedom of being

infinitely loved.

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