This week's prompt: Junction
(free association /2)
At the junction of raging beauty
and remote lunacy,
I shall wait for you.
Feeling is the language, the forgotten language. If you understand feeling, you understand the whole.
Is salvation really just an evacuation plan from existence? I shutter to think so. Really do.
Each day I remind myself that I am but a dirt creature, animated by a blown breath of divine wind. I belong to everything.
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