In the world of
possibilities why
am I here?
This view has an island
and half a heavenly
harbour in it
If I'm here to give
an inkling
of it with the sky
so finely featured
by mute explosions
of feathers and flowers
I think I'll settle under them
for no reason
I'll fling open my home
to any type of joke
or blessing, to any
random selection of the changeable
and simultaneously
occurring cavalcade
of supra-worldly
worldly
and under-worldly events
that exhibit here
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