we

For you. Yes, you. 💙

For us. That we might be.

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*frum* *frum* *frum*

from here,
below the stale, dry air
down beneath the thin line between
above and
below
the static of the world fades
and is replaced by
this
the heart
steady
and indifferent
to whether it is heard
or not
yet
not unfeeling
not unconcerned
but content

and i have heard it out there too
-as above, so below-
only… different
the moon still moves
even
when the sun does not shine upon it

now i wonder
is there a place
a depth
where i might hear
your heart
as well
i know it sings
even now
and it is beautiful
unique
and beyond compare

would it not be
a joyous day
to hear the symphony
to hear and
in doing so
know
we are all here
we are all
we are
we