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SACRED INCOMPLETION
in our
collective humanity
wherein
each of us
are slowly spun
turned and formed
revised and honed
finessed by lifes
perpetual
invisible lathe
as its constant
silent blade
gradually shapes
evolves transforms
us all along
our journeys way
into never
truly understanding
who we
really are
but rather into
who we are
continuously becoming
with each of us
in our last breath
hopefully realizing
that we are only
little masterpieces
of sacred incompletion
yet despite
our personal sense
and all our
futile claims
of our individual
uniqueness
in the end
each of us all
both great
and small
may finally
come to see
at last
that we are
only fallen
leaves
surrendered
to lifes
sacred
winds
soon blown
beyond
the blinding
weave of
whatever
illusions
we have
ascribed to
believed in
and lived
each time
around
were
here
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