we wait calmly with nothing
and this can go on for lifetimes
watching far in the distance
the blurred words of clouds
approaching circling fading out
but only when you make
your life a blank unlined
wilderness of whiteness does
something get written down
that is not just about you
that is not just your life
but the other lives you live
inside all the other things
and beings in the world
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