Reality Check

there is no animation here
I've heard of what the 
telescopes see and what
is felt within the hearts
and souls of some.

and which way to go 
is about as clear as a
clean window -- the 
soul speaks as loudly
as my television but the 
touch is subtle

somewhere between
atoms and spirits, 
there is a balance 
a heart pumping 
of blood and love

both are real to me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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