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Part of it all: II

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I sit still
      what need for I of movement,
      when it is all around?

water flows, ripples, pools
          invisible evaporation
          before my lazy eyes

I cannot see, so I do not know
            although, given wisdom,
              my knowledge grows

      — is it in my heart?

               —  this long lost art?

                     of reading
            nature ,    no partless part

so ignorant throughout my lives,
    destined & pulled
          to revisit the same
                                suffering

so close     to feeling it end,
    almost!      against delusions defend
  try again!     after each failure
                & I haven’t truly lost
        one more try until I win
                        at my life’s cost

                   to be a part of it all

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