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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Yes it sure is ! Thanks Nick
Sounds like a spiritual cleansing