I had a dream where karma was explained and all the people I knew were intertwined
There was a forest and everyone I'd known lived in it and I went from door to door
Sometimes they let me in, sometimes the bond was so broken that they would slam it shut
I planted my chromosomes there near the tallest tree
There were chains of names that made me how I am
I wrote down the names
then washed the letters
until they began to shine
I saw all of humanity
enslaved and connected to each other
In a procession that only I could understand
I whispered to slaves how to release themselves
I spoke to kings how to abdicate
I told lovers how to wed
I told children how to run away from their homes
I told soldiers how to ceasefire
Each one causing the next
Each one bound up with the next
I looked for the name that changes mine
And looked if my chain had grown
There in the forest
something hovered
'If you had not done, he would have arrived by now'
I heard it said in the blackened night
A door became ajar
And they welcomed me in.
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