Today
Squeezed between the limits of my potential
And
Living with the inevitable results
Of a lifetime’s
Choices
A century
On the horizon
Now
Two billion seven hundred fifty nine
Million
Four hundred thousand
Heartbeats
More or less
Through the white noise
Of Tinnitus
The cacophony of benighted culture
And the Shabd of Universe
I still hear
Listen
Remember welcome
Music
Godspeak
God
Communications’ greatest
Misnomer
The words may lie
But
Truth
Transcendent
Beckons…
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