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I am an Interstellar Being

My vessel is graced with the ugliness of the tangible world,
Yet I am made of little becomings,
a collection of all my beings, bound together in space,
like a mesmerizing cloud of dust.
 
Come, old me,
Let us take turns in this life we have barely lived,
Taste the ocean, witness the wedding of the skies.
 
I, I dream of weeping heavily,
As the purity of my youth forgives all that we have become,
To persist until the heavens bestow beauty upon my vessel,
And all my beings find themselves united in endurance.
 
Gently... Gently... Gently...
 
Come, old me,
Let us both awaken today,
Walk amidst life’s immensity,
Alongside the birth of our sacred selves.

Embrace the present moment and embark on a journey of self-discovery and self-acceptance.

06/16/2023
© Katrinka A.U.

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