In the stillness at the centre,
between worlds you will find me.

I breathe in.
Suffused with light, full with emptiness.
In the stillness at the centre,
fragments of a long-forgotten dream.

My heart remembers.

I breathe out.
Reverberate my love into the atmosphere.
Many worlds collide.
Still, I remain.
At the centre,
in between.

I was a teardrop, falling forever.
Now, in my knowing-

I am the ocean.


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