The Unity of Seeing and Hearing

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i can’t always see it,
the array, the splendor,
for the thoughts that
wrap me in a bubble
of my own making,
for the worries that
know well how to make
clouds of a clear world.
 
i can’t always hear it
the melodious song
for the sound of my
own voice casting
sure things into doubt,
for the loud clap of
negativity i have not
learned to keep at bay.
 
but it is here.
it is always here around
me, and inside me,
a wrapping of sweet,
sweet senses
and i am here with
all of this, with the
pure notion of unity. – TS
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