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Nothing moves between the chaos
All is still before you breathe
Space fills the moments between movements
While our restless spirit seethes

Dissolved back into stillness
And surrendered to the space
Vague resistance shifts unfocused
As we look into God’s face

Formless being in a vacuum
Embodying infinity through it’s eyes
A person that became a symbol
A sacredness that never dies

Nothing is known
But everything is understood
Shuffle off this tension
Of a mortal life obscured

We inhabit a body on this plane
A reductionism beyond all pain
We were birthed between the space
Yet we live submitted to the race
Infinity calls home it’s Son
That’s you, that’s me, that’s everyone

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