Calling

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The hidden glow life gives–
delicate vibrations, as if sent
from a wireless phone. So real
to me now that I look for them.

My steps–how they soften with age!
Time runs beside me!
I don’t listen for my name!
Stop calling!

Life spills my extra energy–
without guiding me.
Only my breath
shows the way of dying
and expanding.

Tiny in-and-out signals
scratch at my attention.
I roam in wonder!
With Heart-beat echoes.

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