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A short poem written while crossing between worlds

Who is to say whether time goes around in circles Nothing I mastered or evoked stayed within the limits of my journals The vastness calls out to me and I happily oblige Darkness stares back at me with million eyes Nowhere and everywhere at the same time Non-existence and serenity dictate this rhyme There are four portals in front of me The ascended beings heard my plea I can join them when I’m ready For now, I have to keep my breath steady To overcome what was withheld And dive deeper into the Self

(March 17, 2012)

After reading Sara Larca’s article on religion, and following a very stimulating discussion with Ben Ulansey and a lovely comment by Terry Pottinger on my poem “When It Rains”, I decided to publish here a short poem I had written in 2012.

When I wrote this poem I was looking for some answers. I’m still not sure if I got them.

The title of the poem is based on the track by Autechre, a British electronic/experimental band.