Saturn
Divine
And believing,
When the sun is one with the stars,
When we focus our eyes
Beyond what we see,
Beyond what that could even mean.
a tree is still a tree to me,
or a table to you
or running out of fingers to
count grains of sand,
knowing they are the same.
like looking out into the ocean,
never seeing an end
a limitation for the eye from the
horizon line that meets the sky,
to go further into the abyss.
And we still know,
Truth
Rings.
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