Subtle Yearnings
if our fontanel tingles
or third eye glistens
our throb of anticipation
quickens as soul listens
we tend to neglect
other nodes that pulsate
if our eye be single
why do we discriminate
as spirit enlivening form
and we as the all-there-is
feel within each sensation
innate vibrancy of bliss
differentiated perception
ride on the Ferris wheel
may then all coordinates
hold to heart equal appeal
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