when i wake and ask, Why is my heart here? when i wake and seek, Where is my heart moving? when i wake and speak, How will my heart go? when i wake and listen, What is my heart saying? when i wake and when i sleep and when i gaze, Who dares to separate the seas as i move along curves between a heart that aches and a heart that swells, a heart that presses and a heart that bursts? in beat by blood-dripping beat comprehensions and surprises bloom. collisions may perhaps be space debris or self- discovery or something like these paths i did not make but glisten sparkle with a scent (but how) of under-standing or of love or of simple scenes where petals leave some flowered trees, a fall upon ambivalent line through final life or final climb with whispers waking, Watch and learn to dance with spaces in-between until you rest with us upon the grass
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Original poetry by metanivek, 2021