The World

not outside you
separate from you
abstract
without shape
black and white
one thing
always the same
none of these things

instead
the world is
exactly you
in all your completeness, and incompleteness
where any breath takes you
a morphing rainbow
crowning life’s incredible waterfall
where you drink everyday

7 thoughts on “The World

  1. Borut: Thanks. This poem was brought on by a tiny drop of self-awareness that the world “seems” a certain way to me, and I suspect to others as well…

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