Glimpses of eternity
I am busy, oh so busy,
in the little itibiti ness of my life,
when going to work, paper work, paying the bill
the laundry, the dishes seem to fill me up to the brink.
And then there are those moments,
Those millisecond worth of a moment,
When the heart seems to open, open up so large that its hard to breath,
That moment of pure clarity,
that all of my busyness is pure farce
that everything i know or hope to know in the future is an unimaginitive waste of my time
that who is standing and who is watching knows everything there is to know
And I am whole.
And then I am not anymore.
I wait for the next bout...
in the little itibiti ness of my life,
when going to work, paper work, paying the bill
the laundry, the dishes seem to fill me up to the brink.
And then there are those moments,
Those millisecond worth of a moment,
When the heart seems to open, open up so large that its hard to breath,
That moment of pure clarity,
that all of my busyness is pure farce
that everything i know or hope to know in the future is an unimaginitive waste of my time
that who is standing and who is watching knows everything there is to know
And I am whole.
And then I am not anymore.
I wait for the next bout...
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