75 Word Poem
Traveler’s Guide For Your Tea Ceremony With God
Pro-tip: set your expectations low

Ceremonial steeping; reality snapped into focus; no connections, no blurring,
only boundaries meticulously drawn between all things.
I could dive deeper — as deep within the fibrous depths of blue as I dared — however, never closer to the Truth,
and here I’ve become Conundrum;
mystic with far more questions than answers,
with the Infinite, having revealed it all, mocking me in silence,
amused by my arrogance and lack of comprehending all He laid bare before me.
©Barry Dawson Jr. IV ~ 2022
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