The edge
Of sacred time
Is where the unknowing
Becomes the knowing of all things
And yet
Is not known for its truest self
Until the light appears
Radiating
True love
The edge
Of sacred time
Is where the unknowing
Becomes the knowing of all things
And yet
Is not known for its truest self
Until the light appears
Radiating
True love
Right. On. 🌄
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