In my sleep

Every night

I am falling

Into the ‘All’

The Beauty without measure

The One

The peaceful Love

The Togetherness

The Holy Gap

 A Shelter beyond an Angel’ s wing

Although,

 

In the morning

I see

A tree a house

A cloud and there is

I

 

I do not remember

Myself anymore, then,

Have forgotten the ‘All’,

But when I look with every glimpse of my heart

Maybe

There might be

An angel’s wing

To cover my still tired body

When I go to work each day.

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