i will have trust in you,
and I will flow with you,
stream of my consciousness,
flowers of the subconscious
blooming in the fields of peace.
you are my river, and I will go with you.
your waters are clean, clear and pure.
sooner, after this circuitous paths
of least resistance,
we will soon arrive at the mouth
of the sea,
we shall taste the salt of our beings,
fuse and diffuse with the universe of
this ocean,
having found our source,
and all in one, we shall rest
in the depth of this peace.
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