I
am not distinct or separate
As much as I'd like
to think so
The thread of the air
is woven through
My lungs
Stitched into the fabric
of the sky
I breathe the trees
I cry the waters
I eat the dust of the
stars
I am
Because you are
And you are
Of me
There is no disconnection
Except in the vanity
of our own
Deceiving minds.
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