Tag: cosmic
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Invisible Doors
What if death is not the only door And the invisible line is so close We encroach upon it unknowingly With our thoughts, hearts, or feet? • Like the words read in this world That are passages to the next; And the faces met in this realm That are guides to the one beyond •…
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Empty Hands
Here I kneel in silence once again, Hands empty and turned upward. Everything I held in the broken cup Of my palms has been taken away. • Scars and paint marks are scattered Over my weathered and peeling skin. The grooves on my palms map out The tortuous quests of the past — • My…