Carl R. Miller
The Fiber Of Life - Poem by Carl R. Miller
Our fiber starts out dualistic with
meditation it becomes one the
beginning of lifes bliss
Higher than one is nothing where
mortals expressions are completely
understood but that's not the fibers end.
Next the fiber lives the meaning
of life which is love.
At the fibers end we go back to
the womb where the beginning is the end.
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