Being Non Local
BEING NON LOCAL
in the recovery of silence
I exchanged my life for nothing
I share the noise of moving objects
while I am non local
in the state of being in the whole
maybe the divine conscience
has us in the terrestrial chess game
as an experiment
checkers men showing their face
of emotional tanned skin
the queen untouchable rose
the chess bishop dressing like a dog
the king eliminating chips
believing himself author of destiny
in this experiment
that is out of our reach
because only a magnetic photon
in our non local being
keeps us gravitating
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