Inner and
outer
Woven
together
Depending on
each other
Giving birth
to our lives
As bubbles
arise and give up their air
Bursting
with life.
We wander
thru
Our minds as
if it were us
Solid and
firm
Casting our
thoughts
As a spider
spins its web.
We are
caught in our coming and going
Losing
ourselves in the continuous spinning of thoughts
As if they
were all true.
May we
awaken to ourselves
Inner and
outer
As strands
coursing thru our limbs.
Can we
settle into a moment
Where inner
and outer meet?
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