The forms awareness deems to take
appear to me in space and time
but that’s a prevalent mistake,
ridiculous, when my sublime
nature is seen as here and now
and all of me I disavow
as immaterial to one
spontaneous intent to know
myself. It is as if the sun
shone down upon itself to grow
an oak which turns a leaf to see
inside the sun it is to be.
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