Beyond the lines
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In realms well known my mind traveled for so very long, following its footprints
always leading into the comfort zone. And every novelty came to pass as a variation on the same theme. Every mask, every costume ever worn, although different, proved to fit what came to pass as the same role. And I was playing my part, unaware of the drama going on...not knowing I was the author of it all.
Until the moment I witness myself listening to my own broken record.
And I laughed, for what I thought was "life" proved to be a story I wrote about what I thought was real.
Then for the first time...the ability to see beyond the lines.
The experience of the blank page and the nothingness. The infinity of the source as me...

Me...this forever field of all possibilities.
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Love,
Sylvie

Very beautiful!
Thank you Sylvie.

Sincerely,
Gisele

Dear Sylvie,

This is really very beautiful.
We are indeed the field of all possibilities.

Love, Inda

Thank you dear Sylvie for sharing this poem. Very beautiful and wise!
Love, Margherita

On a dolphin’s back
I ride my ocean of tears
she giggles me through

senryu by Margherita

This is really lovely.
Thank you.

Christina