There’s moments when the universal field
coincides : self
that seems in sync (for intersecting my insides).
From this parity merge:
macro/micro kiss succinct,
and (if captured) poetry is inked.
It’s not so much
these instants arrive intermittently,
but from meditation matching
I wonder if I could withstand such
lightning constantly, not striking but
glowing right now un
I guess that’s why we’re downsized
individuality; but don’t let that
prevent the party at the parity.