Closer
We cling to things,
weighing ourselves down with them,
defining ourselves with them,
and forgetting that our essential selves
are not bound by
history,
experience,
or our emotional responses to them.
Releasing these attachments,
we float like a balloon,
rising ever closer to
the divine.
Copyright © Sander Wolff | Year Posted 2008
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