Before the end child,

We may need to let it go,

Watch it bend, suffer & break,

Complete oblivion.


See it, for what it is,

Pain, torment & bliss,

All one, always.


Marvel at its reincarnation,

The love, the hate,

Darkness that manifests into pure joy.


What is “It”? You may ask,

Well, of course,

It, is you. It, is me.


– M L Wood

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