This Space

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I had been planning
all day long
what I would come here to say,

and now as I sit down to write,
all of the ideas melt away…
and there is nothing but space.

You can’t write about space
in a way that adequately describes it.
It must be felt, like love must be felt,
or joy must be felt.

I close my mouth now,
and allow the being in me
to dance in this space of now.

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