The cloud of unknowing
unlearning A place of liminal transition of redirection a place where certainty of black and whiteness turns into uncertainty greyness, messiness safe ground blown wideopen a pandora’s box full of possibilities or none A broken image eyes squint refocus rebalance mystical emergent something still partial clouded uncertain, clutching for safe ground form returns flesh builds a purpose A rhyme away of not THE way – existing only in blinkered mindsets but this way this way, the way the way right for you, for now, for tomorrow.
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