to let go of it all
the rat race, constant highs
and crashing falls
the moments of inspiration
and crushing stalls,
and just float in the river
from the mountain top
to the turquoise sea
and along the way
navigate around the rocks
and not disturb
their stoic peace?
What would it feel like
to live a life
of utopian grace
of silent beauty
and a connectedness with
the infinite time
and infinite space?
What would it feel like
to have held you forever
in my embrace?
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