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It's something to be treasured
to be beheld and eternally measured
With gratitude and grace
This latitude and space
For what reasons why
for what logic how
For this season of time
And this moment now

Never fleeting
lies this feeling
So freeing
And yet never revealing

Mysterious and cryptic myth
Surrounded in a see of "if"
A plain and simple gift

The love for existence
Ensures not an existence of love
But with steadfast persistence
Infinite life within, without and above

To be
To see
To hear
Be here

Alight a soul shines
The light of a living life
Shall forever be mine

The most sacred gift.
To place consciousness, now, here
Oasis in a great abyss.