That feeling you get when you are standing still,
You look down with your mind instead of just your eyes.
You are no longer standing, you are aware, you are an energy.
Emitting. Ominous.
You feel tall, floating, drifting.
It wraps you in a nostalgia, it fills your mouth with a certain buzzing.
You are aligned.
Parallel, with someone else emitting the same frequencies.
Inner.
Crawl inside, through tunnels into secret passages filled with tchotchke that have accumulated where your soul cleansing is to occur.
I am vibrating now, standing like a pillar in a hollowed out cave.
Holding in my small hands, the weight of the sun.
Meditate on it. Breathe me in.
Give us time. Come inside.

-Saree McClaran
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