There is no storm so great as that which gathers
In the space bereft the light of the sun
In the space outside
Of sight
Of mind
Of time
Resting
Just on the edges of
Oblivion
Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
There is no storm so great as that which gathers
In the space bereft the light of the sun
In the space outside
Of sight
Of mind
Of time
Resting
Just on the edges of
Oblivion
This really resonates with me. A state of utter aloneness too
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Yes, those states do exist… Fortunately, we are never entirely alone. We always have people who are there to remind us of that. Intentional solitude can be healthy though. 🙂
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