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for what appeared to be decades,
(but were only eyeblinks of eternal everness)
I sought the Beloved:

I looked in Your eyes
I looked in Your books
I looked in Your ideas
I looked in Your philosophies
I looked in Your inspirations
I looked in the beauty and horror
of nature
and I looked in the secret drawer
of body’s senses

when I stopped looking?

this breath

this beingness

this Beloved

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