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YHWH, My Father

o let the sounds move past words to You's and me's, to the place where breath stops breathing seeming senseless. only do not let words mean nothing, since, as You know, they are sounds and sounds touch and touch means (something). then i feel the wide stretch of oceans the size of oceans, and deeps beyond depth-- till the voices stop. the worlds cease. till eternity waits and listening beyond time's limitless thought making what is and what is not all sound together in a cacophony and mantangledmess, swirled seagulls and light dusted windows into all that was and is and may come around to mean to me and You what You meant it to mean. everything You are and everything in-between.