“Formless”

He sits
In the void
of non existence
Holding the ocean
In a cup ☕;
ambrosia
And the
Scent of
jasmine
Tea…

Autumns’ 🍂
Breeze
He
Breathes
As she
Begins
To paint
His souls
Nature
Into
Color

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