Astrolabe… contemplating Rumi
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I say these things
You laugh
What heart are we
And where
The attachments fall so
Heavily at my feet
Stubbing toes and more
I Am That
Does it matter where
I Am
Relax, says the sky
I am here
You can’t go anywhere
Without me
This vastness answers
All my questions
Just because they appear
To be moving
Doesn’t mean the clouds
Abandon us
You have finally stumbled
Across my breadcrumbs
Now it’s my turn to laugh
Because you are the path
Finding your way home
Could never be easier
Conjuring vastness
There a hundred fold reward
Who has strayed
Off the path perhaps me
Order is never lost
Only found that single garment
A dazzling raiment
As I plainly step out of my skin
The absolute waiting
Beyond comprehension
A stillness not
Measured nor breathed
Paths converge
Never having been split