Everything is Becoming

We are left in the once lost values of solitude and aloneness,alone
that we might see
both the multitudes and Singularity
in a single glance of paradoxical beauty.

Gibran says,

“Sadness is a wall between two gardens…”

Perhaps it is one wall, in one garden;
creating the illusion of two,
and so preventing us from seeing
that they are, “as both,” One.

Sadness is a stark realization
that everything must run out;
happiness is knowing
that this waning illusion of life
is the Opener for all that persists
in the divine process
of rebecoming truth.

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