a certain sweet sadness there is in being human
honoring the within while expanding the without
simultaneous infinities
deepening and opening
not getting hung up on debris
and yet debris there is
spacejunk asteroids of a former time
one can cling to and whirl forever
a certain sad sweetness there is in being human
the eternal deepening descent
the widening out into the eternal home
incarnation of the divine
raising needy arms to the skies
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