apart of the universe

Twisting, flashing, silver and grey,

Sleekly smooth, a waveform shape;

Under -currents of muscle ripple  below the skin:

Where does the otter end- the water begin?

So does my soul try to soak in starshine

Be part of the great spirit in a universe sublime;

But so strongly ingrained in humankind

Is the obsession with things that are yours and mine.

I wonder if we’ll always be confined

By self-imposed limits we’ve so strongly defined.


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