The Heart of All Things

when I am at the heart
of all things—
in the clarity there
when I am at the heart
of all things—
past present and future
when I am at the heart
of all things—
I AM all things
for there is only
one heart—
room for everything
and nothing at all
for there's no room necessary
to house the houseless
space and time
are fabrications of vastness—
nothing there is that's necessary
inclusion occurs by letting go
not by gathering and holding
inclusion means opening the heart
to the circumference-less disposition
of every perspective
and nuance possible

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