Losing The World To Gain One's Soul
Losing the world, leaving behind
Its collective static
One gains, where only the wind blows
A companion - in soul.
Through each response, unaccustomed
Felt, at depths, sensitized
To what gives voice to, treed and grassed
The Lord of all - whole.
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