Et digt / A poem: In the afternoon light.

In the afternoon light,
Have you ever just lied down –

watching,
feeling,
the translucence it reveals in your skin?

You’re made of this.

Have you ever watched the silver specks of dust,
dance in the window,
in and out of the stripes of light,
let in by the blinds?

Have you ever let your spirit rise up and your mind dissolve,
to become one with Everything?

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