Fragments of color,
light and lack thereof
The objects begin and
end together
Light shines, from down
below and high above
Shapes as thin as the
width of a feather
Colors blend as they
merge in unity
Unable to recognize
distinction
I fight for resemblance,
some clarity
My vision reaches close
to extinction
Swirling masses begin to
swell
like waves crashing
along the shore
This culmination of
blindness spells
my mind, meditation is
the cure
Perhaps somehow I’ll
break this feeling
Escape the hopelessness,
the blur
If not I know that this
ceiling
Will collapse and earth
will absorb
My body, my mind, my
everything
Life and death’s own
accord
Meaningless, they are
these feelings
Feelings, with which I cannot
afford
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