the absolute

I am removed. 

you are removed also...

far from each of us ourselves

so far.

the woman in Ghangaria 

knows nothing of me

nor I of her'

yet some wonderment,

I can see the beautiful valley of flowers in which she lives. 

and this begins my thoughts 

on Utopia. 

If the world was perfect. 

I would live there

and we would pass a smile 

on the sunny road.  

Instead,

I merely peer out at the world 

through my lonely box of light..

and millions suffer while I 

do not.

I am so removed

and you also are

removed

so far from things unknown

and known.

what high magic 

will change this?

Not the lonely box of light.

It is just a toy.

 

There is a crystal mind 

 lingering invisible within our eyes 

that longs to connect

impossibly with everyone.

I feel it 

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