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RiverJordan

Inner Degrees

Once open to grief, it no longer serves a purpose,

 

I\'m numb to the dwindling words uttered by the source of stagnance,

 

for the dry desert yearns yet is undying with or without rain,

 

post depression is innate, yet is felt through the ecosphere,

 

I submerge from my swampy mind and cast life anew,

 

for in the state of vulnerability, welcomes all that is possibile

 

with great meditative contemplation; comes longing transformation