To think that we are like this
as free as we are to think
and that we have something to think of
-- specific bodies
and not anything out of thin air
That there is a course
all things took
to be here now
and are always
going again
somewhere, never nowhere.
That it is you and me
-- our celestial bodies
in the context
of this concurrent
constellation
-- not unlike migrating birds
navigating whaleroads
of what purpose there could be
besides filling a blank empty space,
take part in time
even if it is
open at the end,
open to something more
even after everything,
just like we are open to otherness,
even if it is beyond the limits
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