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"I Am (by Joe DiMino)
I think, therefore I am
or perhaps
just think that I think
therefore I am a dream,
my dimension of mind
or yours?
You speak of all
As mortal,
Yet I sense in love
The eternal;
See in the patterns
Of earth, change
But not one
Giving up;
Nothing speechless
As your world
When the body goes
Unlike minesensing
A greater blessing,
No void or vacuum
But a rest
And then a surge
Of freshly coming
Hearing a language way off
In awe of their tongues
An exalting of myths
Prayers to advance being
Unrecorded symphony
I am moved toward
Father-out
I fly now
To be with those poets
Passing to new forms
Awakening to a soft drum
Of time about to be written
Heedless of prose,
Of rhymetranscending
Drawn deeper toward
Substantive oblivion
Feeling the quake
The first as felt
That which speaks
Without words
Moves outside of motion
Depending on
Not a single ripple
To make wave;
I ride no definable crest
Now above the skies
Higher than any suns
Always royal rising
I hear the spirit
Beyond the physical death
Of science their needful
To stay firm
They are deaf
my dimension
Of mind
So I choose
Always
No relying on matter
I am!
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