I fast,
dearing abstinence,
I\'m here, absent minded
this plight has a consciousness,
eat at me,
each bite nears enlightenment,
empty words serve me not,
recollection, entices acknowledgment,
man makes blessings as man made sins,
I find upliftment from within,
mining gems,
meet me at this dead end,
know, there\'s no beginning nor no end,
internal conflictions, look to take wing.
from the dry dirt to the boundlessness of infinite.