The Unveiling

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Lay 

your sweet body

at the horizon, 

in the light

below 

the dark clouds. 

Naked, nameless, 

broken,

bare,

chest to the heavens, 

arms stretched wide open. 

Stripped  of titles, 

accomplishments,

failures.

Lay against the

world, 

unafraid 

of your

emptiness,  

released of

who you think you are 

and 

who others believe you to be.

Without 

your

things,

beliefs,

meaning,

stories. 

With the

unnamed.

unknown,

unseen,

unfelt.

Empty,

but

forever

full

MaryAnn Burrows 2021

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