in the still darkness
where there is only me
And the air that i breathe
The space I am in,
The warmth that brings sweat on the coldest night.

There is quiet.
Blissfull, peaceful
Golden Quiet

The Quiet of Between
The Void
Where There is No Thing,
Yet All

The Bliss of this quiet is undeniable,
and undefinable.
It is what The sages spoke of Long ago
It is utter

It is the space That Sky Dancer Lives
It is comfort, A soft whisper saying ‘breathe it’s ok”
It is simply Him,
My Loki,
The one who has been there forever…

In the darkest Still Quiet


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