Oh how I love the way this poet thinks and writes.
"we are infinite within the skin we are in"
This line brings tears to my eyes.
How often do I confine myself to finite?
Truth is, I cannot fathom infinite...
there's no end to it...
infinite is limitless...
and glorious in its possibilities.
I choose never ending goodness...
I choose power far beyond the dollar...
"I have more galaxies inside me than tragedies."
Namaste'
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