Sitting, tripping
Over thinking
Waiting, waking
Meditating
Sitting, tripping
Over thinking
Inciting, writing
Inviting light in
Sitting, tripping
Over thinking
Racing, tasting
Overtaking
As this existence
Flips its scripting
Adrift and shifting
As dimensions live
In a mist all amidst
First in spirit
Dreaming
Second Dimensions
Physical senses
Living freely
As seconds rush
To feeling
Second perceptions
Seconds of love
Seconds of seeing
Whole truths of one’s being
As seconds come to meaning
As seconds love
Firstly spirit
Breathing
Second Dimensions
Seconds to One
Moment
Second to none
As heavens touch
This second
And second beckons seconds
To second this second
As heavens touch
This second
And second beckons seconds
To second the seconds
As seconds make love
Giving birth to new seconds
And can’t get enough
Perceptions in senses
All love, awe struck
With every second
No time to pause for a minute
For fear of losing the present
Still right here in this second
In one moment’s dimension
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"So familiar, and overwhelmingly warm
This one, this form I hold now.
Embracing you, this reality here,
This one, this form I hold now, so
Wide eyed and hopeful.
Wide eyed and hopefully wild."
-Tool