Fragments
This life is but one
of many --
for I am a many,
experiencing as one;
This love is all love
in one --
while greater love
is the many,
loving as one --
time is a certain time,
with innate memory of
when time was timeless,
as the soul re-forms for it yearns --
rejoining the many,
recalling all the many,
that the many~ is our blessed one --
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2024
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