That silver wire-thread that I walk on,
feeling as weightless as light,
as formless and unburdened by identity
as light
where love, pain and people
touch me no more
than light waves bouncing off

I’m there
I’m that
Now. Now. Now.

I almost wish I could walk this forever
But in the falling
In the sudden knowledge of weight
In the splitsecond realisation of life

Is everything.

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2 thoughts on “Lightwalker”
  1. No man is devoid of pain or love,
    Unless on dope or in the grave.
    Is the melancholy of being lonely,
    Being disguised as being weightless.
    Or is it being too close to being lifeless?

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