Fear kneels
in the presence
of love
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To kneel
To cross the line
To cross the line
of all the circles
in this presence
crashing the words into sounds
creeping out of the veins
entering existence
surrendering to
this being
that feels like home
that feels like none
that feels like all the stars have assembled into one
that feels
to cross the line
of all the circles
and just become
°Woodlights Woudlicht
Petals
The choice
to walk
and
to throw petals on the path ahead
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Nothing
What binds me
to it
all
is
nothing
from all the edges
into the endless worlds
I expand
into
nothing
and
of
all
the words
it is silence
that envelops the entirety of it all
in the haven of this sacred being
I hold onto nothing
knowing
all
is
held
by
love
°Woodlights Woudlicht